My quest to be an author continues with the voices going through my mind waiting to be written down. But life isn't always that simply and things easily get complicated. Not to mention there's the possibility of writers block and the eternal struggle of editing.
The Great Katiomay
You stand before a door as black as night itself. There is no handle, no knocker, nothing. Beside you on the door is only a plaque that reads "Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here." You swallow hard, but there is no turning back. As you step forward the door swing open to greet you, and ahead lies only an inky blackness where anything could wait in store.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Editing 2
Finished editing and sent to my other editor for her to look over.
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