Jessica Machghoul

Hey, sorry to barge in here.
          But can you check out my story please. 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/403077426?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=rittustar
          Please do check out my poem 

Hello, to all of my followers. 
          
          Please vote for my story “Who Are You?” In the Whispering Waves Awards Book. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1581917362?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=VirgoScribe 
          
          Just click the link and you will find story at the bottom of the page. In-line comment “1” for me please. 

Wanted to say I read Forced Farewell because we’re both in a contest together!  It’s a great read!

Hi, congratulations on making it to our Reading lists 
          Here's your sticker if you would like to use: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1_PguH9rID4unXPNTNCkIhPUBuc1kX50j/view
          
          Regards, 
          Bluebirdawards 
          
          

Ravendipity has awarded Poutine runner up (2nd place) in their contest for experimental fiction (And gave a wonderful review) do check it out ❤️

thanks for adding my book to your list ^-^

Shmoll update- Poutine and Elsin are now being uploaded (after editing) to D2D- they'll be available for purchase soon. 
          I'll leave my rough draft here on Wattpad for a while yet, but by the end of October, only the first few chapters will be available to read for free. If you like, check 'em out while you can <3
          Poutine is very raw and telling, one of my most intimate works and Elsin is my first attempt at horror, based on a nightmare I had.

For the past month, well, since September 4, I've been on Indeed what feels like from morning to night. Having left Canada behind, I left my old job and fell into the role of homemaker here in Tunisia. 
          Times changed radically. 
          My eyes feel so burned out from staring at the screen, and I've lost my glasses making it that much worse with double vision, astigmatision and God only knows what. Needless to say, I've done zero writing besides typing out manuscripts of Times Daughter. 
          Yesterday I received a job offer, I'll begin working remotely for a call center- my first time in a role like that so I'm a little nervous- the second week of October. Which has me thinking if my eyes are so burned out now, can I manage to write on my downtime/days off? We shall see. Needless to say, they will be much more slowly written. 
          I leave for Tunis for the final days with my husband on Friday at 3AM. It's been the most horrendously emotional month, the days are flying by and it's been an emotionally wrecking experience. I thank God that I could find employment (in fact, I've had three other companies ask for interviews- which I'll do anyway this week just in case the call center ends up being crappy- it will help our IRCC case. I never thought I'd fall in love and marry a man across the world from me. 
          Less than a week til I see my daughter again. 
          Less than a week til I potentially croak on a plane (God, I'm sincerely terrified of turbulence)
          Less than a week til I leave the Love of my life. 
          It will only fuel inspiration for the Sands of Time series I aim to tackle next but Lord, it's hard. 
          I have a zillion phone calls to make upon my return, but after that, I will begin to read the books on my TBR while I wait for work to start and as much as I can on my downtime. 
          Thank you for sticking around during this small hiatus. 
          Have a wonderful week, everyone.

hii! u might wanna enter ur bks in this contest!
          
          ⤑ The vault of the Ocean has opened, and the tides are rising. Stories spill across the waves, some lost, some remembered, some living forever. Sailors step onto the docks, hearts pounding, stories in hand, unsure if the danger is real—or if the pull is irresistible. One wrong step, one glance at the song in the distance, and everything changes. ☁︎
          
          ★ The Sirens wait. Their songs curl around the decks, around the soul, deadly yet beautiful, unstoppable. The Ocean watches, relentless. Mermaids train in shadows, reaching for a destiny only the Queen can grant. Some leap, some sink, some rise. Some stories are forgotten. Some are immortal. ˎˊ˗
          
          ㅤ♡ This awards book isn’t just paper and ink. It’s a vault. A test. A world. Your story will be judged. Your voice measured. Your courage tested. Will you be the Sailor who disappears beneath the waves? The Mermaid who fights to become more? Or the Siren whose song shapes everything? ➤
          
          ୨ৎ Step forward. The Ocean doesn’t wait. It doesn’t forgive. It decides. ♡
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401611178-