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Becoming an Author

  • allyawrites
  • Jun 22
  • 1 min read
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 Becoming an author wasn't a dream. It fell upon me like silken bedsheets. Smoothly transitioning my life from photography to writing. 


     From the colors and textures of photos, the words fly. The river of emotions, let loose from the dam, tumble into words as the river rages. Heartbreak, sadness, strange ideas, and even stranger desires, run over the cliff plummeting onto the page.



 
 
 

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Ally Allowinter writes whatever comes to her mind.

She does not hold herself accountable to a single genre. 

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