(Tumblr post Dec. 12, 2010)
I love to write. And the only thing that would keep me from it is… procrastination. Or mom.
I love to write. And I am imaginative. I invent new ideas. And the only thing that would keep me away from those is… memory gap. Or the reincarnation of Edgar Allan Poe suing me for plagiarism. But that would be impossible, right?
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Okay! I’ll stop this boring monologue. I will be direct to the point. I actually hope I will.
When I was a child, as in back when I was so young, so thin and so ragged, I was not really into writing (I guess.)
[I will continue this later. The witch, who is my sister, is commanding me again to ‘fetch’ something in the supermarket. Toothpaste. Probably a most powerful ingredient to her potion or something. Write you next time!]
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