Epic fail Wednesday night.
Got home from a long day at school, decided to go see Willie Robertson at the Bass Pro Shop grand opening. Got stuck in traffic. Took us about a hour to get there. Got there about a half an hour to fortyfive minutes late. Had to park far away. Walked for a while to get there. Didn't end up seeing Willie. Abby claims she saw his headband and hair. Dad bought bullets that we later figured out were the wrong kind. Walked all the way back. Got stuck in traffic again. Almost ran out of gas in the car. Had a dinner that disagreed with me. Left at 5:30. Got home at 9:00. For nothing. Epic fail.
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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