Just Another Struggling Writer

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

Drabble Rock; Week 6


The Godhead on festival night was as much a hunting ground as it was a melting pot. Diplomats and dignitaries, spies and propagandists alike socialized freely, pretending that ancient petty grievances and the idea of nationalistic superiority didn’t matter within the confines of these walls, at least tonight. It was a lie, of course, and they all knew it.

Leema hated these events. She hated the politicking and the conspiring that went on under the guise of friendly inter-sovereignty relations. She hated pretending dire enemies were strangers and strangers were dear friends. She was in the wrong line of work.


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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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