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"Don't let the things you can't do - keep you from doing the things you can do."
By Helen Keller

Good advice for me today as I sit here listing all the ways I cannot write and all the authors that I cannot write like. Today's lesson. I need to write what I can write and not let the ways I cannot write stop me. Off here to write.
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  1. Sarah DooleyFebruary 22, 2010 at 2:58 PM

    None of those other authors can write like you, either. Only you can do that.

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  2. Pam Andrews HansonFebruary 22, 2010 at 3:50 PM

    How you write is what makes you 'you'...you!

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  3. B. WHITTINGTONFebruary 22, 2010 at 7:11 PM

    Thanks, writer friends. I know this but I have to keep telling myself. It's a lonely field.

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  4. Terri TiffanyFebruary 22, 2010 at 7:19 PM

    You need to write with your own special voice in your own way and you will be amazed what God does with it!!

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  5. B. WHITTINGTONFebruary 23, 2010 at 1:51 PM

    Thanks Tiffany. I constantly need affirmation - and I know in my heart when I rely on God it makes a difference.

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  6. Pam GaryFebruary 25, 2010 at 3:19 PM

    The list you need to make is why your writing is good, and what makes it unique, and what are your own writing strong points, of which you have many. Remember the glass is half full, not half empty.

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