Perhaps your childhood ends.
I mean truly, really Ends.
With a large, capital E.
When you no longer celebrate
The day you were born.
But instead, you flee.
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Hi everyone!
I'm a young girl on twenty-one, who is currently taking the bachelor Popular Fiction at the South Gate Society School of Creative Writing.
Here I'll study every kind of writing, which means this website will be about anything from short stories to poems. I will write everything from my preferred subject - fantasy - to experimental texts, where I'll try to grow as an author.
Enjoy!
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Great.
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Thanks 🙂
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I am enjoying reading your poetry. A New Zealand blogger and myself will start a poetry challenge in the next month or so. I hope that you might be tempted to join in! We would love to have you on board.
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Thank you 😊 sadly I’ve promised myself no challenges or anything else I have to complete – between my bachelor, my job, and my book, I have enough on my plate 😅😆
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You sound very busy!
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Actually, I do have time to spare, but why put more stress on yourself than necessary? 🙂
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I totally agree. Quality not Quantity is important.
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