Today I suddenly remembered a Grindelwald fanfic I sketched some three years ago. An inspiration stuck me and urged me to find that fic and do something. So I fumbled and tumbled, to no avail. My zarking draft was nowhere to be found...
Then I realised I wasn't particularly keen on writing fanfics. I did feel like writing something. But what I really want is to write like P.G. Wodehouse. What an extraordinarily cool thing would it be -- to be able to write in that distinguishable style, a perfect fusion of elegance and slang.
Next time I'll pay more attention while reading Wodehouse. I might try writing a few sentences. Sadly, I'm afraid my change of success is less than quantum tunnelling happening to a piece of rock, i.e. astronomically small.
Then I realised I wasn't particularly keen on writing fanfics. I did feel like writing something. But what I really want is to write like P.G. Wodehouse. What an extraordinarily cool thing would it be -- to be able to write in that distinguishable style, a perfect fusion of elegance and slang.
Next time I'll pay more attention while reading Wodehouse. I might try writing a few sentences. Sadly, I'm afraid my change of success is less than quantum tunnelling happening to a piece of rock, i.e. astronomically small.
