Hi there everyone!
I'm a writer and I'd love some international support for my story that I already gave to Colin Morgan personally as a gift. He inspired me for a certain character and it was given more as a sign of gratitude for the inspiration rather than for him to read it. No idea if he ever would, but I just hope the effort I put into translating it just for him made him happy that day. What a brilliant actor ^^ Anyways - I've created a club and this account itself for communicating with future readers. I don't want to bother anyone with it, but how else could you let people know your story even exists before it's published?
I promise I have put a lot of effort into it! It took me three years to create this world and the characters. Maybe you'll fall in love with "The Golden Heart". I'm striving for an international release of the book and what I need for that is support, support, support and lots of love!
I love everyone who tries to do the smallest thing to help!
Please check:
link
and my blog:
link
Love,
Vanessa
I'm a writer and I'd love some international support for my story that I already gave to Colin Morgan personally as a gift. He inspired me for a certain character and it was given more as a sign of gratitude for the inspiration rather than for him to read it. No idea if he ever would, but I just hope the effort I put into translating it just for him made him happy that day. What a brilliant actor ^^ Anyways - I've created a club and this account itself for communicating with future readers. I don't want to bother anyone with it, but how else could you let people know your story even exists before it's published?
I promise I have put a lot of effort into it! It took me three years to create this world and the characters. Maybe you'll fall in love with "The Golden Heart". I'm striving for an international release of the book and what I need for that is support, support, support and lots of love!
I love everyone who tries to do the smallest thing to help!
Please check:
link
and my blog:
link
Love,
Vanessa
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate food and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the next day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate food and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the next day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...