Just Another Struggling Writer

The lamentations of yet another person struggling to write a novel.

Drabble Rock; Week 1


I could feel the magic inside me swelling rapidly, like a balloon hooked up to one of those industrial helium dispensers. I would be lying if I said it wasn’t intoxicating. Until that very moment I hadn’t understood the true depth of my power.

Then I realized: Maxwell couldn’t stop me.

A crazed laugh burst from my lips, surprising even me, but I was already too far gone to check myself. Magic tingled at my fingertips, ready and eager, begging to be loosed upon the first person that dared trifle with me.

And that was the moment everything went dark.


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About Me

Kerry Share’s love for writing started, as it so often does, as a love of reading at an early age. At age 11 she wrote her first short story, a Harry Potter knockoff of dubious quality, and her love for creative expression was born. Throughout her teen years she continued to foster that passion through derivative work, and at 23 she turned her eye to original fiction.

Now in her thirties, having taken a break from creative endeavors to cope with an ever changing life and landscape, she is determined to make her dream of a writing career reality.

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