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A bit of how I feel about writing. |
My pen is my ticket to the land of my dreams; with it I travel to places unseen. I have ridden a dragon, weaved many a spell; and indulged in sins too delicious to tell. My pen is the key to a magickal door, like a portal to any place I dare to explore. From dark castles to quaint cottages, from the forest to the sea, I have traveled to the places which I truly long to be. My hero has saved me from dangers unknown, and then made tender love to me in a glade where black unicorns roam. I have lived many lives by the stroke of my pen and I shall continue to do so until my life comes to an end. My pen is my ticket to the land of my dreams; with it I travel to places unseen. Linda Marie Fernandez |