#avec vous

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l’emmerdeur en chef

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Hi, I’m Writing a Story

Hi there! My name is Chloe and I’m a writer, or at least in the process of becoming one. I’ve finally decided to write my first novel since I have a particular story in mind, and I’m determined to write it in its entirety by the end of this year. I’ve called it Avec Vous, or in English, With You. I’m not French, nor do I speak it (I’m beginning to learn but am barely conversational), however this story containing French themes is vital to its existence, and that’s why I’ve named it so.

I’ve thought about what I want for a long time and I know now that there isn’t a thing more important to me at this point in my life, than to write this story so that at least someone can read it. It’s deeply personal and meaningful to me and I hope that it helps bring some light back into my life and rediscover my love and creativity. I’ve never been more determined to do anything and I know that I can make this book happen.

This Tumblr will be the HQ of my project - where I’ll keep all sources of inspiration, most if not all ideas, and some excerpts of the story itself. I’m not here for followers or likes, I just remember Writeblr being an amazing place to find writing inspiration and support, as well as incredible people. I’d love to get to know some other writers and readers if the opportunity presents, and possibly share ideas for feedback, so don’t be afraid to send a message!

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Avec Vous

[how-romantic]

Hand Covers Bruise: College V

I always start my homework a little too late, and I always finish my tests a little too early. I carry too much in my backpack, and drop too many pennies. I'm good at things like this: saying other things than what I want to say.

To you.

[how-romantic]

Hand Covers Bruise: College IV

It was in the right season, that night.

I snuck o u t and the air bi te meit did not bother m (emy body was war minonly a tee) It: streetlights and fog and  f o g eyesee