Barefoot in the Snow: Dream Come True

Friday, July 4, 2014

Dream Come True

Yesterday, my mom told me she'd had a dream. She said that she was sitting at our dining table when I came over with a stack of printed pages about a couple inches thick, which I then dropped on the table in front of her with a loud thud.

My ambition is to make this not a dream but a prediction. One day, I will make this dream come true.

But first I've got to write that novel.

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UnknownJuly 6, 2014 at 10:33 PM
Good Luck! Wish you the best in your endeavors :)
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Sketch of Myself

Jessy Jones — the writeress

I am a writer. I am a musicaholic. I am an ailurophile (yes, I had to look that up). But most of all, I am a Child of the King.

Jones is (clearly) a pseudonym.
My pic, m'kay?

I enjoy reading, writing, watching movies, climbing trees (I don't care that I'm nineteen, I can still climb a tree if I like).

Literature is a great passion of mine. I read constantly. One of my blogs is entirely devoted to literature of all sorts (this includes music and movie quotes). But my greatest secular passion, as any of my bookish friends could tell you, is, I'm afraid, The Count of Monte Cristo.

My best friends, you could say, are Jack Frost, Peter Pan, Robin Hood, and Alex. And of course there's all those literary folks who exist only in my own imagination and writing (Alex being one of them).

I've also become recently and hopelessly obsessed with this enthralling show called Once Upon a Time, and the pirate called Hook (though not because he's "hot," which seems to be most of the world's reason).

I shall never grow up. Adults who grow up tend to be boring.