Bearded and tonsured Winston Washington Boone sat in his highbacked leather armchair and smiled down the length of his dining room table. The wall behind him was an enormous fishtank, nine metres across and nine metres high, that reached the ceiling. A pale green, winedarkeyed moray eel stared unblinking at Winston’s guests.
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I can't think of when I wasn't writing but the first story I remember creating was in Grade 6 and made from equal parts James Bond and Knight Rider.
It's been a long time since then and I can't be sure my stories have gotten much better, but I keep it up because it hasn't stopped being just as fun.
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