[Am I stepping on your toes?]

My instinct says you're 15 or 16.

A brief survey of your most recent posts tells me a few things:

- Not only do you enjoy words and wordplay, but playing with the words themselves and dismantling them, rearranging their own letters.

- Similar to deliberate misspelling, you seem drawn to obscure or exotic, original names.

- You're familiar with Twitter. Brief posts with so much to say sometimes.

- You're very in tune with the Internet and know this is a wonderful way to increase the traffic on your profile. Nice marketing.

Maybe it's because I exhibited these same patterns not too long ago and I'm calling myself out, or maybe I associate these characteristics with fresh, young, contemporary writing- but it makes me think you're the writer friend who's too cynical to pursue authorship head-on, but confident enough to know there's lots of room for other kinds of greatness in it and from it.

But that's not what you're asking for. You're not asking about your real age, and I'm not sure you'd reveal it either. I have a feeling you like reveal as little as possible to deter prejudice against your skills. Don't know why, just feels like it.

You have Boomer energy.

Capacity for floral and fluffy language, but with range: sophisticated and tasteful to tacky and cloying. Like the difference between conversations on the coast and conversations in the South, or between "seize the day" and "live, laugh, love". There's purpose for both, and control.

A diligent use of dialogue and speech. Showing that not only is what you're saying about the character important, but even the character has some shit to say. Dialogue within dialogue, a little slice of Inception. Talking is a strong point, if not for you then your characters.

A fan, a club member, identities in many communities. I'm not just saying fandoms and fanfiction, but distinct echos of your real experiences and beliefs. When we rewrite someone or develop them in a new way, we add something we think they might lack, or create interest by changing a detail and seeing what happens. Seeing which branch of the tree the mouse happens to run along this time.

And the writing is centered. It has some fluid central purpose, and guess what's in the midst. Curious and secure to sit in the hot seat and bask under the heat lamp, but generous enough to invite the rest of us for the party. What's a show without an audience after all?

Fun and games and jabs aside, I'm just speculating after all. The merit, the skill, the effect- wonderful and worth the time and thought. The substance is undeniably present, but who am I to say how refined it is?

You've got Boomer energy, and not as an insult. But for presentation,

You're a millennial. 26, take it or leave it.