For a 17-year-old, this was all it needed to be. Keep it like an old Polaroid of an uncle, missing in action long ago; you can only remember him as he was, he can never change or improve.
My favorite post of yours is The Coffee Shop. It reminded me of the quip misattributed to Hemingway. “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
For a 17-year-old, this was all it needed to be. Keep it like an old Polaroid of an uncle, missing in action long ago; you can only remember him as he was, he can never change or improve.
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My favorite post of yours is The Coffee Shop. It reminded me of the quip misattributed to Hemingway. “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”