Introduction

| May 31st, 2017 |

 | Introduction |

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The only light present in her room was from the screen in front of her and the open shutters to her right. Her deep brown eyes scanned the document in front of her and with a deep breath, she began to plot out her words carefully. After all, introducing oneself was not as easy as one would think. 


 Hello! My name is Monique but y'all are welcome to call me Moni. I am here today to be able to share with you my own little story creations. I am an avid writer and my goal for the future is to become an author. I am always working on something be it my novel, my book series, or just little doodles whenever I don't feel like working on the former two. I also enjoy reading and sometimes I find myself doing that more than writing (oops). But if that doesn't work out, my next goal is to become an editor. I love editing people's stories (with their permission) and I will give my just criticism. I won't be harsh with them but neither will I sugarcoat the problem. 

I am a Christian and thank God for my ability to write. I have heard from a lot of people that writing isn't as easy as I thought it was. So I am thankful for the ability to create scenarios from words. 

 Not only do I love reading and writing, but I can sit down and enjoy a show or movie once in a while. Depending on the show/movie, I can lose interest fast and go back to reading and writing. Sometimes, I'll find myself singing songs as well. I personally don't have a favorite band but if I did, it'd be the Chainsmokers, Coldplay, and a new favorite, Sleeping at Last.

 I'm honestly not sure what else to add to myself. I feel like quite the simple person, which I probably am. But I needed to write an introduction and that's the best I can do. 

 ~Moni~

Finally done with her introduction, she pulled back from the keyboard and cracked her knuckles, hoping she didn't blabber on too much. All she could hope for now, while getting ready to post on her blog, was to gain the attention of those who wandered on her page and decided to give it a go. She hoped she could draw them in and hopefully give her page a chance. After all, a writer only wants his/her works out there, right? 

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  1. Veronica MJune 1, 2017 at 6:47 AM

    I love how you used third person pov at the beginning and end of the post Moni-that's so original hehe! I'm so excited for this blog and the upcoming posts you will be writing for it. :))

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    1. UnknownJune 6, 2017 at 8:36 AM

      Thank you! It was the plan haha. Thanks again! As am I!

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