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The above audio has a lot more detail than this write up but here’s the short message that came out of this tarot reading. This is a message to my fellow writers to keep fighting the good fight, even when there are delays in your success as an author or any other creative endeavor you’re…
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Tangled Moon: A black SUV crossed the field; a Mercedes with tinted windows. He couldn’t smell them yet. Most cars were airtight, but he knew the two vampires were there. They waited as the car lumped over the uneven ground. Lothar had lost that tense stiffness from before. The werewolf’s black eyes gleamed with readiness…
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England, 1192: “I have sway,” Matthew told her quietly. “I may be able to fix this yet.” She blew out a breath. “With what men? And how long will it take? For Christ’s sake Matthew, if you leave me for months on end for some fool mission…” He didn’t address that, instead he turned the…
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The quick message: 😢If you are having any kind of falling out with someone you love, romantic or otherwise, go on and tell them you still love them. Even if they were the one to hurt you they may need to know that you still care about them today. ❣️ People do and say stupid…
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Read. Fiction that I didn’t write. Emphasis on I Didn’t Write. I’ve been trying to get through The Witcher book series for a month now, but I’m still on book one. 😒😤😡
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Part Two Tangled Moon: The rats had gathered together and disappeared between two buildings, a black cloud of little bodies. Did rats do that? All she could do was to keep moving, no idea where she was going, just knowing that she needed to get away while she could. Catherine glanced back as she walked.…
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Write romance novels, it would seem. I hadn’t intended on doing that for free. Like any other self-respecting person I’d hoped to get paid for it, but oh well. I’ve got thousands, yeah thousands, of pages of material written, most of it up to the same standard those of you who follow my stories have…
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Part Seven England 1192: (The same fictional world as Enduringly Yours.) “Am I wrong?” Matthew asked. “You’re fond of her. I gathered that much from your correspondence.” Why did he have to look so hopeful? If Matthew had any idea what his sister was doing to him he’d feel a lot different about the whole…
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