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Alright, so I've been thinking (these words should flash like a warning sign) and I believe it's time to test my edited manuscript on some of my readers. I want to know if it's done --or if it needs to improve. So with that, I'd like to ask you; would you like to help me? You may sign yourself up in the comments or ask questions about this "business" as well. Really, all I'm looking for is a group of nice writers who won't hold back on me--a writing critique group. I want to share my writing and, help is grow. I need to weed out all the rough patches and then gently spray it with a power hose. Would you like to help me do this? If so, I very much encourage you to comment. I think I'm going to limit my number of editorial readers to five--though, I'm sure not a lot of you will be interested in doing this, which is understandable, so I may not have to worry about that. Some Guidelines To Consider: + You must be thirteen years or old...

      [ thank you pinterest, for these lovely photos. <3 ] It all started when I wanted to create a character for a story my " creativity sparker " and I are writing--oh jeez, I just remembered. I need to get started on that. >.< *cough* Anyways, like I was saying, it all started when I wanted to create a unique character for our story. And for some wacky reason, the first thing that popped into my quirky little head was: electric blue hair . So, I scoure d  we ♥ it  -- which didn't help. Like, at all. \(-_-)/ --and when that didn't work, I scoured Pinterest. For many hours . ...okay, okay. More like a half an hour. But you get my point. At first, I was just looking for an idea, on how to describe the hair. And now, I have a whole Pinterest board not only dedicated to electric blue hair, but to all hair colors a human being could ever encounter... So...yes. Colored hair, my latest obsession. :} What's your latest ob...

They have overcome my life. { picture source } I am always reading. Always swallowing, digesting, tasting, each and every word that comes into view. I depend on reading--and books--to take me away to a far away place where everything is almost perfect. Almost. {emphasis on that word} Books have helped me survive. They've given me tips and helped me learn lessons. They've even played as vivid, colorful, moving pictures in my mind. They have shown me that no matter what happens, how bad things can get for the main character, there will *cough* almost *cough* always be a happy ending. Which makes me think, maybe there's still hope for me. Maybe I'll earn a happy ending too... I need books. I need words. I need to feel the pages between my fingertips. I need to hold a book up to my nose and breathe it all in. I need to find that small bit of happiness. And books always seem to give me that. Thank you books. Thank you words. ...