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My Writing Yeah, yeah. I know I've been neglecting this page. But do you know how hard it is to put some of your writing, your writing, out there on the web? People will read it. They'll see me. Me! Cut open and bleeding all over the page. It's like the naked dream but worse. Much, much worse. I know. I know. I want to be published one day. But that's different. On that day, I'll be secure in my ivory tower, safe from all judgment, eating kalamata olive tapenade from a silver spoon and getting drunk on Perrier Jouet and telling Gunther, my masseuse, "Just a little higher, hon." Maybe not. Okay, so here's a small sample. It's the first chapter of my first romance. Judge at will.
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