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June 01, 2011



I just found your blog and can so relate to this. For the last 12 years years I've known that I want to be a writer. I've been working at it for 10 years but only recently does it seem to be working out for me. Writing is the kind of thing you just need to keep doing to see where it takes you. Good luck!

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