A friend of Crossroads shared this beautiful poem by Marge Piercy with us on Facebook, and it just hit home for us. Too often so-called aspiring writers are led astray by thinking about the fame, the attention–we are aspiring to the wrong thing. Likewise, too often we forget that writers write, that a whole lot of work goes into it before–if ever–the praise comes. So put your nose back on that grindstone and keep writing. It’s work and you just don’t have the luxury of waiting for the world’s approval. Write for the sake of writing, for telling stories and communicating things that you can’t express otherwise.