Quirky Glasses

"Why did you start writing?" I asked him. Judging by his intriguingly detailed write ups I have always adored, I was expecting some deep reflections on how it fulfilled him. "To impress a girl." He replied rather coyly. I laughed at his unexpected answer. For a moment there I glimpsed the young boyish persona hidden beneath the facade of a formidable college student. "And did she get impressed?" I enquired "I don't know." He shrugged. He remained silent for a few minutes "You know, I have to prize words out of your mouth. I thought for someone who wrote a lot you would talk as much." I replied as the silence prolonged. He laughed. "She liked my writings. She kept asking me when the next write ups would be due." "So it kept you motivated to write more?" "Yeah. Sort of. I wanted to build up that image of a writer for her. To impress her. I wrote because of her. I wouldn't claim myself to be a wr