There was this one writer I read about. I think he was famous writer, at least famous enough to have someone write about him. I don’t recall having read anything he wrote, though. The details of this story are blurry. I don’t even remember his name. But there was a picture.
I remember his eyes…
There’s a lot I could write about them, but if you’ve seen these eyes yourself, then you already know what I’m talking about:
“If you know, you know.”
That being said, I don’t want to get lost in the description of his eyes, rather focus on his words that I don’t even remember that well, only the sentiment left by them. The same sentiment found in his eyes.
Basically, an admirer was commenting on how they wish they could write like him. Then he basically responds,
“No you don’t.”
Then goes back to writing.