There are so many brilliant writers on Medium. I can’t keep up reading them all. The stories, rolling like a spring river after heavy rain. I can’t keep up.

There is so much advice on writing, storytelling, comedy and horror. I can’t keep up.

There are pain and joy expressed on here, the laughter and the cry. Tormented souls and broken dreams, I can’t keep up.

There are alcoholics and drug addicts, don’t forget the sex maniacs.

There are romantics and dreamers. Scientists, biologists, philosophers, they all on here. I can’t keep up.