Mrs. Robinson
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Romance fiction writer
I write romantically; fearlessly.
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Chocolate Confessionals: Entry I
Whenever I mention Montana, literally everyone thinks of half-naked cowboys. Not only that but the kind that works pretentiously hard just to have ladies see sweat gleaming on their firm shoulder blades, in the heights of the afternoon sun. So, I no longer try to explain the wonderful culture, the people, the vast farmlands, and the serene creeks that are all a part of who I am. This made it even less enticing to explain to people why I really left home.
By Mrs. Robinson2 years ago in Confessions
ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝔹𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕕 ℙ𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟.
Precarity Birthed Passion. Dedication To my mama who years ago loved, cried, and read. Today I write. Thank you. _ One of my earliest memories heavily revolves around an argument that my mother had with my father. As I got older, I came to the realization that that was one of the last disagreements they had. It was the very reason she raised me all alone. They had separated, and I too from the world; one where I thought I did not belong.
By Mrs. Robinson3 years ago in Motivation