@TerryWThompson Grateful for the #writerslift!
Introducing the new Merriman Chronicles website. It's in the early stages, so we'd love your input on its look.
Share your thoughts! #webdesign#feedbackwelcome
www.https://t.co/dftwY9aQNu
@jgmacleodauthor Great #writerslift idea, thank you! #HumanArtists No AI here, and I have the 'Only Human' sticker on my book cover to prove it! As a reader, I want to know that I'm supporting writers with hearts and souls, not AI billionaires.
She Flings the Double Doors Open
She flings the double-doors open,
Jubilant with pride. At last, a home
To call my own. He stands aside
Waiting for hugs, a joint celebration
For the house he bought
With the price of his soul. An entity,
She glides past: mine, mine, mine
#poetry
She Flings the Double Doors Open
She flings the double-doors open,
Jubilant with pride. At last, a home
To call my own. He stands aside
Waiting for hugs, a joint celebration
For the house he bought
With the price of his soul. An entity,
She glides past: mine, mine, mine
#poetry
This review from Goodreads warmed my heart. It came from a published book author I truly admire. I wrote #FourSeasons in a way I casually talk to a friend or group of friends — I’m so glad readers see them that way, too.
#WritingCommunity#writerslift#writersofinstagram
She Flings the Double Doors Open
She flings the double-doors open,
Jubilant with pride. At last, a home
To call my own. He stands aside
Waiting for hugs, a joint celebration
For the house he bought
With the price of his soul. An entity,
She glides past: mine, mine, mine
#poetry
She Flings the Double Doors Open
She flings the double-doors open,
Jubilant with pride. At last, a home
To call my own. He stands aside
Waiting for hugs, a joint celebration
For the house he bought
With the price of his soul. An entity,
She glides past: mine, mine, mine
#poetry
She Flings the Double Doors Open
She flings the double-doors open,
Jubilant with pride. At last, a home
To call my own. He stands aside
Waiting for hugs, a joint celebration
For the house he bought
With the price of his soul. An entity,
She glides past: mine, mine, mine
#poetry