How I got an agent

I’ve always been into writing. I filled tons of diaries when I was a kid. Then, when I was a teenager, I filled tons of journals (because diaries weren’t cool anymore). I spent hours writing bad poetry. I wrote articles for imaginary newspapers. I even wrote weird persuasion pieces on random concepts (i.e. a five-page paper on the pros and cons of having two noses.)

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