Like Mom taught me
Exercising my nice manners, just like my mother taught me.
Let's see, if this were a support group, I'd tell you I'm addicted to... clams. Damn, them bastards are mushy good.
Well, truth be told, I'm here because I'm a selfish git. Figured out years ago that if you follow just 1/10 of Chuck's advice, people on all those other writing forums Jizz their pants at the sight of your work. You follow 1/4 of it and they'll Jizz and tell you your the best they've ever had.
So I figured I'd come here for the for real deal.
I am continually amazed at how many writers are writing the poems they believe the person they wish they were would have written.