a few years ago i had been reading a lot of fictions. i could positively say the count was into the thousands, because i was a hermit (jobless, friendless, hardly went out of the house)  for years. got nothing to do but read. i devoured stories one after another obsessively that i got a taste for writing my own. could you tell english is my second language? it shows. i do not know much slang speak, american (coulda fooled me, girlfriend) or british (bloody hell, mate) and could not be creative enough when using swear words unlike natives.