What if we all just wrote.

What if we just got rid of everything and just wrote

What if we wrote the stories in our heads

the ones we think up on jeep rides

and days stuck in traffic

in the ferry

in line for the ATM

picking up fruit in the market

what if we just did it and didnt mind

if grammar was right

if i spelled it right

if oh gosh will anybody ever read this

what if we just all wrote what we thought

and wrote what we felt

and saw and heard and smell and remember

what if pen and paper were extensions of your mind and heart

well, they are aren't they?

haven't they always been?

so what's stopping you

from writing?

doesnt matter if you don't get to be a bestseller

some kids cant write but they are on the list

how much more if you do

can you think of all the worlds you'll create

can you think of all the quotes you'll come up with

and if you're lucky can you imagine the queue of people

waiting in line

just to have their books signed

with your name

the same name you practiced signing onto the back of the bookstore receipt when you were lining up for some other author--some other time ago?

and can you imagine the doors you'll open up

doors that didn't exist

doors full of other worlds and other places

can you imagine?

wouldn't that be awesome?

if we all just wrote?