You got to know when

Somewhere out there, someone laughed at what he was writing. Someone else rolled their eyes. As for him, he was just sleepy.

And poverty came over him like a bandit, right on time.

Some Time Later, he came back to the place, picked up the book, and read What Had Been Written.

“Danged if I can make any sense of this s#!+!” he heard someone say, and maybe it was his voice. In any case, he moved on.

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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