Author has written 3 stories for Romance.
I've always loved reading, and this love has transferred to a love of writing. So far I've only uploaded the beginning of Learning to Fly and the complete story, Starlight and Dewdrops. I'm in the middle of writing another story in my shiny new notebook. Only problem is that I can't think of a title for it, so it will probably be a while. Lo siento.
As of lately, I've become a bit of a poetry nerd so I though I would post a favorite of mine. I love the last two lines of the final stanza. They're amazing.
"Solitude" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.