The Shrinking Violet

It was a wicked and wild wind, Blew down the doors to let me in

It Was The Epoch Of Incredulity

paper and ink;

I’ve always wanted to be one of those people whose life is up for various interpretations. You could write an epic novel about me or chronicle my worth in a few, carefully constructed sentences, for example- The tempestuous beauty resigned herself to a life of luxury in the Venetian count’s crumbling palazzo. His melancholic nature was the result of an ancient curse but could not suppress her joie de vive, she soon found herself swept off her feet by a charming young arsonist.

It was during this torturous affair that she spewed out her first and last novel, widely hailed as the piece de resistance of the 21st century.

Sadly, a follow up to her masterpiece never saw the light of day because she died of food poisoning on a visit back to her home country. The end

See? Open to various interpretations

My loves and lusts along with my many gems of wisdom will be found in this journal. Stories, reviews, obituaries- you name it I’ve tried it. And if I haven’t? Well, you’ll just have to convince me to pen something new, now wont you?
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