A. Down the Rabbit Hole
Follow the White Rabbit

A world of words, a curious sight,
Wonderland beckons, bathed in light.
My pen, the key, unlocks the door,
To tales untold, and so much more.

Poetry, my comfort zone, I leave behind,
Longer tales and characters in my mind.
The White Rabbit whispers, "Follow me,"
Down the hole, where my voice breaks free.

With every word, my skills take flight,
Narratives woven, day and night.
New voices call, like Cheshire's grin,
Inspiration sparks, a journey within.

The Mad Hatter's tea party, a writer's feast,
Where ideas mingle, creativity released.
My name echoes softly, carried by the breeze,
A budding writer amongst the literary trees.

Though challenges lurk, like the Queen of Hearts,
Doubt and writer's block, their cunning arts.
Through the Looking-Glass, a clearer view,
My determination shines, forever true.

This Wonderland quest, a gift so bright,
Words take shape, with newfound might.
Beyond the finish line, my story awaits,
A writer transformed, where potential creates.

Come, fellow dreamers, let's fall hand in hand,
Into this world where words command.
Together we'll grow, our voices ascend,
The Wonderland journey, may it never end.