Girlwithaspergers wrote:
I'm definitely not smart. I didn't even get a job at target despite my grades.
I once again happen to disagree, (...this is becoming a theme or conspicuously recurrent trend with me). If I remember correctly from past threads you enjoy writing, albeit fanfiction, it is a gift worth having. That is, to be able to articulate your thoughts in the artistic fashion of ashen alphabetical symbols; symbiotically taking on new meaning in the structured walls of words and sentences. Unfortunately for me, the world has become so illiterate and I so interminable, that unlike the words of wise men like dickens, mine do so fall on deaf ears. Apparently the world no longer likes archaic references to past civilizations, nor cute gestures genially given. They like stories to be concise, neat, and no longer than 200 words (how boring, but once again I digress). The point happens to be that if you can write then write. Not something that other people have the right to. Write your own stories and far away places. If you write no more than 400 pages a day In no more than 252 days you will have written a novel the size of Ender's game. I remember in a previous thread you expressed your desire to be famous by the time of your death. Now ask yourself this, how will you achieve said goals by simply working at target. I earlier expressed my belief that all people are geniuses. As Robin sharma says it is not about your IQ but your I can.