Just Another Struggling Writer

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

The Ballad of Mercy May; 0001

Chapter One

She came to the Pale City alone and penniless,
Bereft of memory, name, and purpose.
She could not know,
As her bloodied feet carried her forward,
That she would leave again just two days hence,
Having permanently altered the course of history.

The Ballad of Mercy May
Third Canto, Second Stanza


It is the first word the woman hears. Though, how she hears it is yet a mystery. She’s not even sure she is truly awake.

A gentle breeze is rustling the leaves of the trees overhead. In the distance, an eagle cries. Otherwise, the grove in which she



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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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