Thirty Seconds of Snark

I’m an introvert by nature. When people made fun of me growing up for my blushes, my stammers, and all the books I carried around, I consoled myself with the knowledge that one day I would be successful and famous, and they’d rue the day they messed with me. Even then, successful and famous to me equated being a well-known author.

But I’m pretty sure there’s nothing more passive-aggressive then wanting to be successful by writing books, because chances are the people you want to stick it to don’t read them or recognize all the hard work and talent that goes into their creation.

No one said writing would solve all your problems… (sigh).
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