Writing is

The Albatros that follows me around

Potentially for the entrity of my life

Where every time I think I finish a story

Another plot crops up

Another character

Another scene

Meaning I just write and write and write and so on and on and on until  the day I die leaving millions of words behind

Cursing generations of my kin to pick up the pen in a attempt to add to, or finish, or make sense of my work

One day a chosen one might be born to stop the cycle

Maybe many many eons from now

Published by Bryan Aiello

Raised on Florida’s Gulf Coast, Bryan served in the Army, graduated from the University of South Florida and now calls Brooklyn home. For more of his fiction and updates on his podcasts, follow him on Twitter: @bryaiello and Reddit: /u/voyage_of_roadkill.

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