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       Wow! Twelve posts of “The Words I would Say” and I’m beginning to marvel. We can actually pull this off! I once tried to imagine how writers felt in two very real situations in their lives. The first was that situation where a writer writes, but readers don’t read what he writes. I’m telling you it rips your heart out. Just the fact that there’s no medium to get his work out sort of kills him slowly from the inside. Every writer desires that his/her work be read; to a large extent, that’s all he/she is really asking for. The second situation is that the writer sees his work being read. Imagine the feeling a writer has when he’s sitting in a bus or in the corner of the park and he sees the person sitting next to him totally engrossed in his book, without that person knowing he is sitting beside the author of that book. I’m telling you it’s a feeling everyone would love to have, it’s one those who have experienced wouldn’t want to trade for anything.
       Sincerely, you have given me that feeling time and time again. Each time I check the counter, or a comment here and another there, each time you read from this blog, this feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment overwhelms me. It’s even better when what you read actually pushes you to the point that change becomes inevitable. Thanks to you, I’ve not felt like the writer whose work was never read, or whose burning desire to write slowly eats him up from the inside. Instead, you have given me the satisfaction and fulfillment attached to knowing someone out there is reading what I wrote. It is one feeling I wouldn’t trade for anything, and I just want to say thank you.
         I hope this dream doesn’t die, and I hope it doesn’t bore you. Because it is a beautiful one, still growing into what I believe it’ll be in a few years. So I’m not saying I’m no longer going to write on here (far from it!) but I just want to take the time out to say thank you. jerryisawriter.blogspot.com still exists because you bothered to check, and permitted it to exist, Jerry is still writing because you have fuelled his desire to. They are both very grateful and are saying thank you.

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  1. ADAMSON JEREMIAH22 August 2012 at 11:44

    And now everyone can comment on any posts.. Just select 'anonymous' from the list and write your comments

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  2. WhiZTiM23 August 2012 at 17:15

    Wonderful!!!!

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  3. Anonymous23 May 2013 at 02:09

    Dont mention it...:D

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