So, I poisoned his coffee this morning and watched him drink it.
I do not possess the ability to draw or paint.I can__ sing or dance.I can__ knit or sew. But I am an artist. I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story. I am a writer. A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture. A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn__ realize was possible. When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you__e a part of it_ you__e standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels, That__ the art of a writer. I am an artist. My inspiration is the world around me.My paintbrush is my words.My easel is my computer.My canvas is the mind of my reader.
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I do not possess the ability to draw or paint.I can__ sing or dance.I can__ knit or sew. But I am an artist. I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story. I am a writer. A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture. A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn__ realize was possible. When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you__e a part of it_ you__e standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels, That__ the art of a writer. I am an artist. My inspiration is the world around me.My paintbrush is my words.My easel is my computer.My canvas is the mind of my reader.
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