I thought up an idea for a short story I could write. I'm not going to let the cat out of the bag although, so I guess sorry for all of this unnecessary suspence. I think this is one of those stories that needs to come out and just surprise everyone upon surfacing. That is, if I write it properly. In any case, I'd have to hold off on publicly announcing my idea on this blog, for fear that my someone of my myriad of readers might feel inclined to jack my shit! It was weird how I came about it although. I thought up the idea, and then as I continued to type it out on my phone, the idea just kept growing and growing. I got tired of typing it out after awhile, but the idea just kept multiplying upon itself. It'll have a coming-of-age theme to it, with definite philosophical implications. I'm probably going to start writing it later this month, and continue on during the year while I'm doing my independent study. Wish me luck.
"I'm not a writer, you're not a writer unless people are reading your shit. I'm an aspiring writer."
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