But some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. ―
Writing for the young at heart, not necessarily the young.
You are a part of a bigger picture. Every decision you make, every choice, affects those around you.
Why I Write
In a world of harsh realities, we need the magic of imagination. Some might call this “escapism,” but I believe fiction can inspire us to see the world in a different light. Perhaps we won’t be the unlikely hero that changes the course of history, but we will affect the lives around us. The question is: will it be for the better?
When Michelle is transported to a world of her own imagination, her only hope of saving her children is to save the fantasy world of her abandoned novel.
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A door opened
And a solitary tree
Like a lamppost signaling
The path onward for me
Though treacherous may be
The way of the climb
If I hurry upward
I’ll make it in time
Opportunity waits only
For the adventurous few
Follow me, friend
The door’s still open for you
I wrote 64 words last night. I not even sure if that equaled the words I deleted, but the new words were better. 😅
Yay! 🎉 I’ve missed you! Wait, I live with you. 🤣
Missed y’all!!
Had someone maliciously report me for “perpetrating violence” over I don’t even know what. I’m incredibly vanilla.
Anyway, what did I miss the last 24hours?
