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About silent_writer
Location: Physically - Kuna Mentally - Anywhere my mind takes me
Age:1000
Favorite novels: All of Potter, The Phantom Tollbooth, Arrows of the Queen series, anything by Tamora Pierce, I have too many favorites to list them all
Favorite writers: Rowling, Pierce, Juster, Shakespeare, Lackey, Bray, Meyer, Cushman, and pretty much anybody who's works currently remain in my bookshelf
Favorite music: Jazzy stuff: Regina Spektor, Soft rock: Billy Joel, the Eagles, Misc: Josh Groban
Non-noveling interests: Reading (shocker, I know), playing with my dogs, acting, reading poetry, seeing plays, solving problems, anything that makes me smile
Joined date: October 31, 2007
NaNoWriMo posts: 14
NaNoWriMo buddies: 17
Joanna walked out in the sunlight, barefoot. It was safe enough here. She walked around her shelter and looked up through the trees. She could see the sun, not high up in the sky, but visible enough to see it through the majestic crown of trees. She put a hand up to her eyes to avoid the sun’s glare. She looked to see where it was in the sky. By the looks of it, Jo guessed it was around eight in the morning. A reasonable time to bathe. The water wouldn’t be too cold. It would however be enough to erase the fear she had felt. She hoped.
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