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Diary of a Poet Week 2



I know I'm a bit late but better late than never  right? So this week I decided to get some work done on my novel that I'm hoping to release by the end of the year. As a poet stepping into full blown story writing can be a bit challenging. During the week thus far I've been able to write five poems and yet to finish a chapter in my book. When you love poetry and is basically obsessed with it then you kind of lack the dedication when it comes to other writings.

Well, I decided to jump into the world this week and get to socializing. It didn't go as well as I had hoped and I came to the conclusion that my closest friend will forever be my paper and by extension my poetry books. In my country, I'm not familiar with poets my age so basically I'm a loner with my thoughts.The most effective platforms for me to share my poems with the world have been Google+ and Instagram. Both platforms have connected me with other poets and it's been a fun and educational experience. My advice for poets this week is to stop doubting yourself and believe that your poems have to be written using a certain structure, just let your thoughts flow.

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