Au revoir Fraire

            dearest,I lied I cannot think less, the more I do yoga or mediate the more headstrong I become, what can one say, I am like aballerina, glowing with creativity within yet I dance with words in my soul, hourly.I am out of control with stories at times, I think it makes me feel like by the time I am older et wiser I could feel like I did everything  I could of, with my most adorned et loved companion, words.
Nonetheless it’s a disease to never stop. Today I am working on my November publication, If you were ever one of my Instagram followers,  this book I dreamt of since 2018. Here we are my dearest little,Fraire. Oui abandoned by her parents. I know I have got real lenghtly  issues with this topic. My heart beats for the little ones in this world, that has been so unloved, uncared for et broken. 

They are little darlings world.

Well I shan’t make you cry, not today some other days perhaps?

Also I have this great fear world, I am going to tell you, I don’t want to finish my next novel, it is so damn harrowing.  I want it to stay a while longer with me.

“Don’t be a writer without knowing that the waltz you do mentally had to be  emotionally so as well.”I bid you adieu, good day rabbits,RS