I Made A Few Mistakes

If you don't already know my central purpose is fiction writing even though I teach chess to children because I figured getting rich might be a hoot. I don't know anyone who writes fiction personally except the people I went to school for fiction writing with who I haven't seen in years. I read Sylvia Plath's journals and grew disgruntled because basically all of her friends were writers who didn't waste time trying to crack a chess rating of 1100, though they mostly wrote poetry which is a different strain with some members of which I am familiar.

I keep a well-groomed Microsoft brand Excel spreadsheet of the stories I've tried to reach escape velocity with and I've turned as much into a bitching jpeg. If you think you're so great that you can do any better, please befriend me at once.

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