I woke up this morning missing my voice. It ran away in the middle of the night and I can't seem to get it back. It has to be close, because it comes back in snippets at a time, but never all the way. It left on the day we decided to go up the mountain to our rental, so I had to do things with a non-existent voice, attempting to ask people where this is or if they have already packed that. Maybe by tomorrow I'll be able to convince it to come back and work for me again.
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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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