Lately I've been reading a book I wrote when I was 16. I was an ingenious writer when I was 16! Possibly one of the best 16-year-old writers in the world.
It's much easier to be an exceptionally good 16-year-old writer than to be a decent 23-year-old writer.
What I wrote when I was 16 was so brilliant, and so true in its own strange way, and came out so effortlessly. Now what's coming out is... this, and I'm not sure what this is. But let's just keep on rocking.
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