Thursday, March 18, 2004

Untitled: A Bad Teen Novel

This book is not good. In fact, it's quite awful. I wrote it in 1987-88, when I was thirteen years old and in grade 8. I had just moved to a new, much snootier school, and wrote this in part to make friends with the girls in my class. I used to write a chapter a night and then read it out on the school bus the next day. I guess I didn't realize how awful it was. I can say it was well-received by my peers.
I wonder if my friend Ralph, now Michael, still has his novel kicking around.

I'll have to ask him.

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