Just finished another book: The Ice Queen. It was so poetic, full of beautiful language and dark imagery. I wish I could write like that, bringing another world to someone. A swift escape, a journey through the night.
I made a goal once to write a novel. Maybe I will someday. If I ever find the right story to tell. I won't settle for just anything. It has to be as close to perfect as possible, bringing a soft sigh at its ending.
Mostly I feel like everything good has already been thought up, written out, painted, and lived. But if that was true, why continue on? There HAS to be more to discover. A reason for tomorrows. Hope, you know?
And tonight, that is what I have. Lots of bright hope for the future.
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well...a soft sigh i'm sure you'll one day recieve for poetic writings almost seem to describe your life. Blissful moments and many adventures waiting to be written. Perhaps short stories. You're a girl of adventure, honesty and creativity. Surely there's much for you to think about and yes...there is hope...hope for more and hope for a good future.
misol is my verification word this time.
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