As I do it, I day dream.
About selling my books.
each and every time, its like a rhythm, a undercurrent to my process.
And each and every time, there is the epic struggle between the artist and the entrepreneur.
and when the dust is settled and the books are done. It's neither who wins.
My heart steps in and makes the finally decision.
These books are still free. Free for me to give away, and do with as I wish...for now.
Next time I bind books, we will pick up the debate again, I am sure.
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