Writing, writing, writing. It’s just an ability I don’t have. Some people do, some others don’t. As simple as that. I have abilities, of course, everybody does, but writing is not it. Ever since the seventh grade I’ve been writing stupid stories and they get worse every time I read them. I’m a stranger in the world of readable stories, a complete foreigner. My entrance in Letterland should be banned.
It’s difficult for me to find interesting topics to write about, I’m not a good narrator, I leave too many details out, I’m not descriptive at all. I read books, and it’s interesting too, sometimes, but I just can’t make them as good. I mean, are you still following the plot on this pointless essay? Is not your mind wandering about?