One Irrefutable Counterargument

I very well could have quit, you know. (Though in my case it would have less been abandoning Free Refills than having never had it exist at all.)

There was every reason to think that I just didn't have what it takes to be a writer. Year after year of barely moving forward. Except for this: an insistent voice telling me, "You have something to say." And offering semi-intelligible mumblings about how to say it.

I did not quit. I say that with some pride: I did not quit.

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