Taking Stock...The Things That Matter Most

The hardest thing a writer must get used to is the fact that not everything you write will be great. Now that I've been around for many a year...I've realized that the hardest thing I must get used to is the fact that most of what I write will not be great. When that one great one does find it's way out of my brain, via my arms/hand/fingers/pen, onto the paper though...it's like my yearning to write has been worth all the sub-par works. The way I look at it, it's my way to work the cream to the top...like churning the butter I used to do as a child. I just probably don't make butter as well or as often as I used to. You as my friends and reader-ship must have already realized this as well...that most of what I write will not be great. It is something that I am glad you have came to grips with and accepted. I would hate to lose you under the pretense that I can write great words. If you stick with me though...I promise to never stop trying to churn butter for you to place upon your tongues to melt into gooey greatness as it slides down your throat. I will never stop trying to write that masterpiece that will not let your eyes look away.

What you are about to dive into is...the poetry and writings of Kevin Stock.