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Tis The End

Past

Writing became my passion as well as my pastime. I wrote about anything I wanted in life that I couldn't have. My drems turned into the novels that turned into something I would never expect. It was all so consuming and wonderful while it lasted.

Present

I've lost the passion, the inspiration and most of all the will to write. No more ideas pop in at any given time. No more dreams. Everything has gone dry. Maybe cause I've grown up in the last 2 years, maybe cause now I see that what I write only happens in perfect dreams. Life is not a perfect dream.

Future

Who knows what will happen this summer when I'm bored and begin to type something that soons turns into a chapter. Nothing is impossible as Westlife claims, so I'll take their word for it. Maybe what I loved for 2 years will come back and once again I will resume my favorite pastime except this time I will write from experiences and follow blind faith.

My Dream Was Born On June 30th, 1999

It Ended On March 11th, 2001

I Kept The Stories That Hold Special Meaning To Me

The One Desire
What The Future Holds
True Destiny(WTFH Sequal)
Meet Me At Midnight
Once And Always

Email: HoneyDewDream@aol.com