Someone linked me to this site called “I Write Like” which analyzes your writing and tells you who you write like. I took a couple of posts from Miller Park Drunk and plugged them in there and it said that I wrote like J.D. Salinger. That’s acceptable. He only writes about adolescents, I write like a 13 year old on that site. Makes sense. I think he’s pretty good, I’ll take it.

Then I took a post from here and it said that I wrote like… I don’t even want to admit this really. It was the last post I did on here, the one about being friends and moving and all of that. I put that post in there and it said that I wrote like Stephenie Meyer. The same Stephenie Meyer who wrote the Twilight series. Seriously.

This couldn’t be right, I thought. Something is clearly wrong here. So I took the next oldest post that I wrote and it said that I wrote like… Dan Brown of The Da Vinci Code.

Maybe it’s time that I step it up a notch with these blog posts.

(Or that site is complete garbage.)