My artist of the day 1/20/12

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My artist of the day, A very talented writer. I read the hole post, but shortly after I had started I knew this would be my artist of the day. She has two other posts up already with more chapters. I can’t wait to read them! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. Happy reading, and don’t forget to let her know What you think!

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I am posting a draft of the first two chapters of my story The Mirrors at Barnard Hall .  The amount of feedback I receive [from those of you who have nothing better to do than read my work] will determine my posting frequency.  For now, here’s a preview of what’s to come:

Callista Franklyn knows the year is 2012; however, the handsome stranger living in her antique mirror is determined to convince her that she is 110 years off the mark.

Jenny

Chapter 1: Dormant

I walked through the door of my family’s stately mansion in the English countryside and instantly felt seven years old.  The cavernous foyer and polished marble floor greeted me with the same hollow echo from ten years earlier.  The air in the space was cold and clammy.  If the temperature were to drop a few degrees, I would be able to see the mist…

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About artfulhelix

I'm a mother to three beautiful boys, 8 years, 2 years, and 1 year old, all there birthdays in April with mine (very busy month). I am a wife to a wonderful man who supports every thing I want to do. I have 10 piercings and 11 tattoos, more tattoos coming soon. I am an artist, painting, tattooing, sculpting (haven't done that for a long time), poetry, and a few small crafts. As an artist I felt writing was the next logical step for me. I am enjoying every minute of it, writing, blogging (never thought I would blog), and critiquing. I not only want to talk about my book and the writing proses, but art in general in my blog. I would like to share a poem I wrote a few years ago, but is so me. I came up with it when a very old woman came up to me on the side walk and said " Do you know you are going to hell?" laughing a little inside I said "No, why am I going to hell?" "Because you have desecrated the lords temple with all your piercings and tattoos!" She looks so serious when she said this. I said "I'm not desecrating, I'm decorating!" well that made her mad of course, and she stomped off. later I wrote this: You look at me that way in disgust and disdain I’m pierced and tattooed I must be insane But who are you to judge when you kneel down and pray Just because our beliefs are not the same We are not so different you and I for we are all the same when we die This is nothing against religion, merely about judgment in general. Can't wait to share more of what I love and who I am.

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