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“When Dreaming Becomes Dangerous” Book Trailer

One of my AWESOME editing clients from India took it upon herself to create an AWESOME book trailer for my book, “When Dreaming Becomes Dangerous.”

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New story!

Thanks to my ENG303 Writing Fiction Workshop course, I’ve finished my short story, “Not Meant To Be?”.

Unfortunately, for you, I am only posting once every Friday. So if you would like, click the cover below and be brought to Wattpad.com, where I post most of my original fiction.

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Alissa Adams and Marc Archer plan on getting married once they graduate college. However, one drunken girl’s night at the club has lead her waking up next to a naked stranger. Alissa has cheated on her longtime boyfriend, current fiancé. In a state of shock, she makes her way back to her apartment and climbs into bed, hoping it all to be a nightmare. Although fantasy is sending her texts, she needs to answer the door, because reality is knocking.

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Happy Birthday! (Two Of Them!)

First of all I’d like to wish my blog, Fairytales, a happy second birthday! It’s a little delayed I know. It was September 2nd. Either way, Happy Birthday to Fairytales!

Also, today is my nineteenth birthday! (: I don’t feel any different than I did yesterday when I was eighteen, but I guess you never really do feel older on your birthday unless your back suddenly starts hurting and you wake up three inches shorter. Which will probably happen to me. The women in my family are known to shrink as they get older. Great. So my already short 5’2″ figure will get even smaller as I get older.

My boyfriend, Ben, is taking me out for dinner tonight. Even though it’s already seven pm. We’re having a late dinner considering we had classes all day. We’re going to go to a Japanese steakhouse and sushi bar. I’m excited for delicious food! :)

Hope you all have a great night. I know I will! :)

I am nothing without You. And it scares me to death.

Just woke up from a terrible nightmare. I don’t know why I keep having these reoccurring themes in my nightmares. Especially since I haven’t had a nightmare since I was little. It’s gotten to the point where I don’t want to go to sleep because I know I’ll just wake up wanting to cry.

The reoccurring theme: You and I broken up.

Or like the one I just woke up from this morning: You and I were broken up and during that time, you started dating some ugly ass chic, then we got back together but you were still dating that chic while dating me. You were a player in my dream and I didn’t think any less of you. All I thought was that I needed to get rid of this ugly chic. Just thinking about it, I wish I could go back into my dream and kill this chic. Literally kill her.

I feel like I’m going out of my mind. I know my brain is just telling me that I’m at a very vulnerable state being so in love with You, and it keeps giving me these situations where I need to find you or get back to you so it can see how I would act to solve my problem(s). And every single time, I am a mess without You.

I am a mess without You in my dreams. I can’t even imagine in real life. I would cease to exist! I am so vulnerable when it comes to loving you. I’ve never been this vulnerable in my life, let alone jealous. Oh my god, I hate being jealous and every time I see that you’re hanging out with your friends (boys or girls) I get so jealous to the point where I don’t even want to talk to you in spite of absolutely nothing! Literally, I’m going crazy.

I just feel like such a mess at the moment. I want to cry. But I’m not going to. I cried once from the first nightmare where You told me to never speak to You again. I cried for a good half-hour, even when I knew it wasn’t real. And I told You everything. But I haven’t told You my other nightmares. And I especially won’t tell You about this morning’s nightmare. But I won’t shed another tear on a fake reality of a nightmare. It’s not worth it.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve never been this jealous or vulnerable before about any guy in my whole entire life. I really do think You are the One, I mean, why else would I be in this state? This crazy-ass state of mind is just driving me nuts. I don’t know how much more I can take.

Am I going to have these nightmares for the rest of my life? Am I going to wake up as the mother of our children, still scared to death that you’re going to leave me for some ugly woman who has much more flaws compared to me? Am I going to have to write down every single nightmare I have, just to get these feelings out of me? And once I do, will they actually leave?

I am nothing without You. And it scares me to death.

In Love With You.

 

When you kiss my lips,

I feel butterflies in my stomach.

When you kiss my neck,

I get chills up and down my spine.

When you hold me tight,

I know that the world is right.

When I lay with you,

I feel at rest.

When you say you love me,

I feel my heart speed up.

When I hear your laughter,

I can’t help but laugh along.

When I hear a love song,

I think of you.

When I see it’s 11:11,

I wish for you.

When I talk about the future,

I imagine you in it.

When I say, “I love you”,

I feel myself falling further and further,

Further in love with you.

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