March 14th, 2009.
My mother took away my internet access for a few days because of my poor grades in Geometry, and
so it was only yesterday that I could finally go back and read the wonderful words of Monsieur Moricz.
His stories take the form of vignettes, poems, and fully formed short stories. I can't wait until he updates again.
What a mysterious individual! His location on his profile is set to Canada, and it appears he is also in high
school, though there is no age on his profile, he has made references to it.
What a mysterious man, writing about such obscure things as 19th century France!
I must not keep him waiting, I shall begin at once on a new work which spans the entire lifetime
of the Chopin/Sand affair.