Just Another Struggling Writer

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

The Ballad of Mercy May; 0005


to push herself to her feet. As her weight shifts, a twig snaps beneath her heel, breaking into pieces the once peaceful quiet. And that is all it takes.

The growl thrumming in her chest becomes a terrible roar as something massive comes crashing through the trees toward her. The time for indecision spent, she at lasts heeds the unseen voice in her head. She runs.

Sharp, stinging pains in her soles as she weaves through the undergrowth is what alerts her to her unshod feet; meanwhile low-hanging tree branches scratching at her bare arms and thighs make plain the



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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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