Exactly two years ago, I finally picked up creative writing regularly.
I’m saying “finally” because I’ve tried many times before, always failing after a day — maybe two, if I had a good run. I used to write as a kid.
The first story I remember writing was about a band of boys running through an unnamed city, playing pirates and whatnot. Yes, I was very much into Arthur Ransome and Jaroslav Foglar, thank you for asking.
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