To All My Friends Who Write
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By David Vanderpool
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To All My Friends Who Write
I am posting this poem, not as a criticism against publishing, but as a means to convey my personal struggle with seeking to be published. At the regular prompting of my father as well as many people who have enjoyed reading my work, I have considered if I should indeed try to get some of my work published. Even now, I am creating a small 5 x 7 book for the purpose of maybe getting it printed and published, but not by using formal channels but by self-publishing instead. My struggle is with being involved with the publishing industry itself. Generally, their focus is on profit and as a result there are various aspects of this industry of which I have great concern. I know that it is unfair to place such a narrow characterization upon all those who are involved in publishing, but I have talked with people who have gone through the process of getting published and they all say the same thing - "The writer must become the star of the show". This poem is meant to encourage other writers, who care about the integrity of their work as much as I, to consider a different viewpoint as they approach the idea of being formally published. I hope that it will be received with the spirit in which it was written.
By His grace, David L Vanderpool
To All My Friends Who Write
. . . I try to please everyone in everything I do, not seeking my own advantage, but that of many . . . 1 Corinthians 10:33
There are times, with our intentions at their very best a writer wants to use their work for good we think of ways to place our words for all the world to read and maybe being published if we could But even though there isn't any pride behind our goal maybe people can be truly blessed by giving work away instead of writing it for sale perhaps this way we'll use it for the best In the marketplace we must compete to get ahead and our success is measured by a sale I've met writers who have paid what publication asks just to find that in the end they fail Consider well the outcome of the work put on display along the side of someone else's book it may get attention from some people when it's new but soon it hardly gets a second look There's nothing wrong if we receive some compensation for the work that we have made into an art but we will serve a larger group of people in the end when our work is a gift straight from our heart
David L Vanderpool |
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Submitted: Saturday, February 6, 2016
Last Updated: Sunday, February 7, 2016
About the Poet
I am 58 years old and have lived in the Winona Lake area of Indiana for 16 years with my wife and children. I have written poetry for many years and use it primarily in personal ministry. For most of the past two years I have been recovering from cancer, something that God has used to impact my life in remarkable ways. I wrote a series of poems about the emotional and spiritual struggles that accompany having an illness like cancer. I used these to encourage people I met while going through kemo and radiation therapy. Since then, I have used them to minister to many people who struggle with cancer.
I work with the chaplaincy in the healthcare wing of a local retirement village near my home where two of my three daughers also work. My wife often accompanies me and we find it very rewarding to be involved in the lives of the people who live there.
My website address is http://callofissachar.com (Temporarily inactive)
Other Poems by David Vanderpool
- A Challenge to Fathers
- A Change of Perspective
- A Chapter of My Life
- A Hope That Endures
- A Prisoner of Choice
- A War of Deception
- Alzheimer's Journey
- An All Too Common Struggle
- Angels of Mercy
- As I Begin My Day
- Bumps Are What You Climb On
- Cancer in Our Midst
- Changes of Life
- Choosing Up Sides in the Neighborho
- Comfort or Flame
- Compromise Comes in a Package
- Counterfiet Reality
- Dichotomy
- Do I Hear God Speaking
- Do You Feel Like Quitting
- Everyone Worships
- Fear Can Become Anger
- For Those Who've Traveled Far
- Games Played in the Neighborhood
- God Hears My Heart
- God, I Have Cancer
- Hidden Treasure
- His Guding Promise
- Holding on to Yesterday
- I Come Again
- I Have Sinned
- I Need to Be in Love with God
- I Still Do What I Can
- Interceding Love
- It Seems I Do Most Anything - but P
- Kites Flew High in the Neighborhood
- On Pleasing Self
- Quiet Perspective
- Raise Your Ebenezer
- Reflection of Christ
- Simple Pleasures
- So You Want to Go to Heaven
- The Changes of Life
- The Gift of Youth
- The Great Escape
- The Names of God
- The Neighborhood Store
- The People Inside
- The Point of the Plow
- The World in the Church
- This Religion Thing
- To All My Friends Who Write
- To Love or Not to Love
- To Walk Alone with God
- Too Much Time Alone
- Unchanging Truth in Changing Times
- We Choose What We Love
- What I Know and What I Feel
- What of Sacrifice?
- When Sixty Seemed So Far Away
- When Water Isn't Wet
- Who has What?
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