AnnieRoxlin

Morning! Here’s a short story for you to get you in the mood for spooky season.
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/351410176?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=postToProfile&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=AnnieRoxlin&wp_originator=9jWPEufP3mcbFe4umxIFr%2B2eoeJbFZjeBDe%2BB7dQ86bGnVV3AmfWZ6SY1KyZgC%2F11WptaFjDoVSzZuqoV3ZzNAse9KfWYyZ9nP8zbqg63wV4Fc5kV0axbtaXxC1UzpCm

Hi xx hope you are all doing well. 

I don’t know if any of you folks are doing this but maybe give it a try! 
          https://www.wattpad.com/1108342060?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=postToProfile&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading_part_end&wp_uname=AnnieRoxlin&wp_originator=YsZXFE%2FLyrq6zYteutxS0OHOxXTC0hZVhRzT7lXpQuM6v4wiinzH1xM9MTXIVymMEyq5lY1HcpLowsWvDQtmWZzzgjWtzjn%2FI7gaWEen7vh%2FPN9wmb7jo0lB3oNbEqeR

I hope you are all staying safe and keeping sane and motivated x it can be hard but we are all in this together 

Very interesting my friends ... very interesting... 
          https://my.w.tt/tuYwtvCH23

Thank you for the recent views! I’m hoping to have a bigger chunk for you by the beginning of next week. I’ve been struggling with a bit of a plot issue in The Devlin Succession but now I’ve figured it out - it’s coming along nicely ☕️

Want to send a big thank you out to all the peeps checking out my stuff. I appreciate the reads I am getting and the votes I have received more than you know hope to have more for you to tuck in to in a short while xx

Turns out I have pneumonia, so you can expect a decent chunk of writing in the following week while I am still bed-bound ‍♀️ 

Hi, thanks for the follow and for adding Dead in the Room to your reading list. Hope you enjoy it!

T.S Eliot once said that "The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink" - he knew he was talking about. There is something truly masochistic about being a writer at times. You could sit down, all pumped up about having enough free time to bang out a few chapters - but then your brain switches off and all you hear is white noise inside your head. NO power on earth could give you an idea right now. You're more likely to have a spider monkey jump out of your nose and slap you round the face. 
          
          Experience has taught me that inspiration does not take kindly to command performances, so instead I try to pretend I don’t need it. I try to trick my brain into thinking that things are going really well and I don't at all regret adding that transvestite private detective in chapter four. This unfortunately never works. This is because inspiration can also smell fear. Plus, I'm a really bad liar.
          
          HAVING the time to write is a miracle in itself. So I write wherever I can. On toilet paper, napkins, my phone, notepads, on my palm and I bunch it all together and offer it up to the literary gods. My desk is a veritable shrine. I burn incense, I light candles, I all but smear on war paint and dance naked under a full moon. But when all the planets are in the right alignment I can lose a whole day glued to my keyboard.This feels much like finally dislodging a bit of apple from between your teeth using nothing but the power of your own tongue. Glorious.
          I'm trying to get a few decent chapters published here by the end of next week. Something meaty that potential readers can get there teeth into until I manage a few more. I have a handful of followers already and I love each and every one of you. 
          
          Point is - I hope to be posting more soon, and thanks for reading.