I learned how to write when I was four.
I learned the Latin alphabet by the age of six.
I had short stories published by the second grade and although they were only published in the school magazines, by then I knew that I was a storyteller who got hungrier by the day.
By the time I reached twelve, I had scored the most top places at school language competitions and had read more than half of the age-appropriate books in my school library.
Then, I had to stop loving words and sentences so much and needed to dedicate myself to building some extra life skills.
While the high school in sciences cut the cord with writing for a while, it made an amazing impact on my critical thinking and perceptiveness skills. Complex mathematics and physics lit up creative areas in my brain that I didn’t know existed.
The weirdest epiphany I got from law school was that rules are invented so that people can create opportunities from the unrestricted space around them.
Still, it was at the law school where I learned proper technical writing and essay structure that I was later able to use when I started content writing.
It was legal studies that made me read political magazines as a daily fix and swipe through issues of “The Economist” to learn how ‘smart business people’ talk real English stuff.
Luckily, my sis made a smart choice, both for her and for me, and got an English Language and Literature degree.
While we were studying, I chewed upon half of the mandatory Shakespeare, almost all of Oscar Wilde’s plays, prominent British poets and a few American modernists who made me realize that I own an unexploited writing bank that should be put to some good use.
If you are wondering why I am telling this story, by the time you’ve reached this slide, you’ve probably read the whole of it. That is a great sign that you’ve liked it and that I can keep you engrossed enough to know what readers want.
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