Quick Announcement//I PROMISE I SHALL RETURN

Greetings, all!

(So...I fully intended to have an actual blog post today.
But life hit me like a freight train.
So you get this poor excuse instead. XD)

ANYWAY; just a heads up that I will be M.I.A. for the next week because I am headed off to the One Year Adventure Novel Summer Workshop! I get to spend a whole week with fellow writers learning how to better our stories and novels!!!

I'm also sort of freaking out because I still have to pack and get ready...plus there's going to be a TON of people there...

But I'll be fine.

So..expect a blog post in two weeks all about my adventures at the Summer Workshop, and also an introduction to my WIP for July's Camp Nano!!!

I promise I shall return! XD

Have a blessed week!

Namarie!

Comments

Hey, it's Hazel14 June, 2019 23:01
Have fun!
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Rachel15 June, 2019 06:58
Sounds fun! Have a good time at the workshop.
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Anna Black16 June, 2019 19:54
Awesome Sauce!!! Good luck and have fun!!! :)
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Quinley28 June, 2019 10:46
I hope you had fun. :) (Since this is a little late)

-Quinley
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