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My passion is ...

painting

I know too much about ...

myself

My parents always told me ...

be a good girl

My childhood ambition ...

to be an artist

My favorite memory ...

leaving for NZ with my husband

Why I write ...

to become a better person

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

a bit of everything I come across

My first job ...

stenographer

My best moment ...

selling my first painting

My inspiration ...

Nerdrum

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Winter walk

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A glorious new winter's day had dawned. Cool winter sunlight pierced the window of Grace's bedroom, dancing on her eyelids, rousing her from dreamland. Sleep slipping away she stretched her arms high above her head, then rubbing her face, her eyes focused as she sat up. Grace felt the coolness in the air even before rising. Quickly she wrapped her robe about her as she rushed to the window. A pristine white carpet decked the landscape as far as she could see. Snow clad branches of the mighty oak standing proud in the garden glistened in the sunlight. All Grace wanted was to run outside as ...

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