The Steady Beat of Maybe, Maybe, Maybe, Maybe

Do what you love, and the money will follow.  We’ve all heard that well-worn adage dozens of times. But, I’ve got questions.  How far behind is the money following?  Is it on an alternative path?  Does it have a map?  How about a GPS? Does it need my address? Is it in pesos? Confederate dollars? What?

Just wondering.

I have been writing for more than 15 years. I am tired of being poor.  Perhaps I should reduce what I am giving away.

Or, maybe I should finally write a book.   

Maybe I should have done it years ago. Today, everyone is a writer.  Just ask them.  Still, most folks don’t know how to properly create the plural of their own names and, more often than not, they lazily substitute “your” when they mean “you’re.”

Maybe I should start a social media page about that.

Maybe I should write a book.

Maybe I should blog about the negative impact the proliferation of electronic media has had on punctuation and the proper use of pronouns versus contractions.

Maybe I should write a book.  One about something for which I am passionate.  Okay, well, maybe at least interested in.

Maybe I should offer to coach and edit for folks for free.  Wait.  I already do that. Certainly, no money is following that.  And, not gonna lie … I HATE IT!

Maybe I should write a book.  Maybe, just maybe.

Maybe someone will take exception if the book in my head morphs into words on paper.

Maybe I shouldn’t care.

I wonder if anyone will buy it?

I just hope they won’t pay with Monopoly money … or the Greek drachma.

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