Once upon a time (not so very long ago, either) there lived a simple boy in a complicated village of San Francisco. He is a clever boy and a funny one (but not a clown at all). He was scrupulously honest and brilliant. He was a good friend and his patience was a trait known to all.
He is humble, kind, just, charitable and hard-working. Thus, with all these in his favor, his colleagues frequently exclaimed in awe: "Lo! That boy is elastic!(Think of a rubber band!)
He was endowed with talents and a magnetic personalities, too. He wrote poems,short stories, comics, novels and jokes. His campany often called him "little Shakespeare". I don't know what he meant when he said he can turn mere things into splendid ones. Perhaps, it's because he was artistic - a real magician!
However, one flaw I dislike in him - he is weird! Whenever... (better not to discuss it anymore, he'll be get angry for sure!)
Do you know who's the versatile lad I'm talking to? Oh,it's the writer himself!