Follow Your Writerly Dreams, or, Better Still, Don’t.
As a boy, the poet Ovid would talk in rhyme as he went about his day on the family farm. His dad would clip him about the ear and tell him to stop, saying “Do not be a poet, my boy! Homer died but a poor man!” (How Ovid senior knew this is a mystery- […]
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