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I once had an online journal and, really, a life. I had joined an online community and became interested in writing fan fics. One day, on a whim, I wrote a quick chapter and posted it. From there, feedback became my drug. I wrote many things - long stories, short stories, strange stories - some good, some bad. My style evolved and I became more in tune with my writing. I started winning friends . . . . and then some awards (for the specific genre). Then it changed. Well, not specifically "it," but more me. One day I'm a married woman with a good job whose husband works out of state and allows plenty of time for my online life. The next day, I'm still a married woman with a good job whose husband works out of state but now I have an 18 month old to raise. How does that happen, you ask? Well, simple. A deadbeat mother leaves my nephew and brother-in-law without a word and that BIL needs my help to get his life back on track. Before I can think, I'm driving to Maryland and changing my life.

I wrote some, when I could but things would eventually change dramatically. Those online friends that I had soon dwindled to a couple and my writing became sparse. That 18 month old stole my heart and those of my family. He's now 4 and luckily for me, his father decided to move to West Virginia and now lives in my house as I help raise his child. Strange? Yes. But when you fall in love with a child, it doesn't ever end.

I've slowly started to write again. Sometimes it's difficult while others it flows like a river. I still revert back to my old genre though I sometimes find inspiration lacking there. However, I want to write. I want that outlet. I want that momentary lapse into someone else's world . . . . and I guess, I kind of want that drug back.

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