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Why I Write
When I write, I draw on my experiences as a woman with a painful past, a rapturous wife and mother, a world traveler, and a spiritualist. For me, writing is an art form. Like an artist, the work becomes more than I imagined it would be. When I set out to write a story with a particular idea or character in mind, words I cannot claim as my own flow from a magical and mysterious place through me and onto paper. The work takes on a life of its own; it is living art. The process fascinates me, satiates me, and makes my life more meaningful. Please read my stories! If you would like to offer me feedback on my work, please click here and sign up for a free membership: https://heftynicki.Writing.com I hope to see you there!
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#721637 added April 6, 2011 at 10:18am
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'E' is For...?
Thanks to everyone for commenting yesterday -- my prompt word of the day was 'Disgust'. For those who are new to my blog today, Jessica Bell (an offsite cyber BFF) and I are A-Z Blogfest writing partners! We've chosen a list of words, all nouns, that refer to particular emotions / feelings / states of mind. Today, based on my fictional paragraph(s) below, try to guess in the comments what 'E' emotion/etc. I've depicted.

Here's my 'E' entry:


The upscale store teemed with Saturday afternoon shoppers, business-women in search of the perfect suit and ladies in need of a special occasion outfit. Amanda had been assisting customers for hours and her feet were beginning to feel snug in her peek-a-boo pumps. A stout woman approached her. As she asked where she’d find the blouse dressed on the mannequin in the window, Amanda noted she wore no make-up to mask her motherly glow.

Leading the woman toward the rear of the shop, Amanda asked over her shoulder, “So, when is your baby due?”

The hesitation lasted one stride of Amanda’s pump, but it was enough to send her blood rushing to her cheeks.

“I am not pregnant.”

The urge to dive into a rack of dresses or lock herself in a dressing room had never been stronger.


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Any idea what 'E' emotion poor Amanda is experiencing? Leave me your guess in the comments!

Thanks for reading!!

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