Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry

Something Different Or Not

Sitting here and I want to write

About what I don’t know

But i want to

Though…

Look, a typo…

 

That’s terrible I said to myself as I sat at the table, should I give myself a name or say it’s me but not me the person who’s writing, that fictitious author who’s the writer telling a story – that’s different and very deep. Don’t know. I am listening to that miserable music when you’re on hold trying not to listen and focus somewhere else. Not that that’s working either, but it is somewhat. She…oops…. I checked the time. The wait period was almost up.

“Hope they’re punctual.”

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I’m a self-published author, blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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