You Don't Need to Be Published. You Need to Be Remembered

While Books Are Being Destroyed, Millions Forget How to Read

Your best poem, the one that made you weep as you wrote it, sits in a folder marked "Rejected 2024" You know it deserves to exist. You know it could change someone's life

But this morning, you woke up wondering if you're fooling yourself. If maybe you're just another wannabe poet clutching manuscripts no one will ever care about. If your words will die with you, forgotten.

Meanwhile, a grandmother in Nicaragua who never published a single poem is more immortal than Shakespeare. Her words live in ten thousand hearts.

While you were perfecting query letters, 500,000 books just got fed into industrial shredders. While you were choosing fonts, 763 million adults forgot how to read. While you were chasing publishers who don't want you, real poets were becoming unforgettable.

They discovered something the publishing industry doesn't want you to know. Something that makes rejection letters irrelevant. Something that turns you from a desperate writer begging for attention into a living library that can never be destroyed.

What if everything you believed about becoming a "real poet" was backwards? What if the very thing that makes you immortal has nothing to do with paper, publishers, or permission?

The poets who last forever aren't the ones who got published. They're the ones who got remembered.

And I'm about to show you exactly how they did it.