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Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
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Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.

As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.

By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...

...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.

Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.







Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Dyslexia

I have dyslexia. Sometimes at work I transpose phone numbers. Sometimes I transpose numbers in the disbursement sheet or computer.
Because I have dyslexia, I have adopted a disorder...obsessive compulsive...I recheck figures over and over and over and over again, fearing a mistake. The meds I take are supposed to calm my phobia...I believe...no wait...let me check...yes...I believe it's working.
I have dyslexia. Clearly, the road sign painter did, too!
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