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Kristin Michelle
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Boston, MA, USA
About Me
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Escapism - n. the avoidance of reality by absorption of the mind in entertainment or in an imaginative situation, activity, etc.
I'm glad you've found my stories and I appreciate you taking a few moments to step into my world! Virginia Woolf once said "fiction here is likely to contain more truth than fact" and so all of the characters in my stories are inspired by people in my life - those who have touched my heart and those who have brought forth the trials I've overcome as a person. Names have been changed to protect the innocent, of course, though if you find your real name used in my stories, it's because you are not innocent ;) and I want to share with the world the influence you have had on my psyche! After all, my writings are a continuation of my thoughts and dreams, and come from my own life's experiences. So read them, enjoy them, leave feed back (constructively please!) and above all, take away from them what I always intended - a simple appreciation for the written word.
All my best in all your endeavors,
Kristin Michelle
Favorite Author(s)
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Ken Follett, Stephenie Meyers, Phillipa Gregory, Ernest Hemingway, Kate Chopin, Anita Diamont, J.K. Rowling, Melissa de la Cruz
Favorite Book(s):
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Harry Potter, Twilight, The Red Tent, The Other Boleyn Girl, The Sun Also Rises, A Streetcar Named Desire
Stories on Textnovel by this Author
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She's just a young Polish girl imprisoned in the world of ruthless Meditteranean men…vulgar and grotesque, until one shows her an unexpected kindness… ...
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Emma Hawkley is being watched. Behind the walls of her twelve bedroom mansion, she knows she is being watched. Her ex-boyfriend, arrested for what he did to her last year, is out. Emma shutters at ...
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He is walking over here. I stand against the wall, my navy blue dress nearly blending in with the dark curtain behind me. I long to wear black velour like the older ladies at court but my Governess ...
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She only had minutes, she knew this, but she planned on using what little time she had under the moon, in the cover of trees to plead what her heart was begging for... ...
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"In the dark of the night, terror will find you..."
-Anastasia, 1997 ...
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Ten years older than me? Check. Two kids? Check. A crazy baby mama? Check. But I loved him. I helped him smile again, I made him shine. I pried his soul of out the cold iron grasp of his ...
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It was a cloudless Friday afternoon, just like any other; a pile of study notes, and a highlighter in hand - and then fear struck. ...
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It happened all at once.
The wind blew so fiercely that Ayden’s hair flew into her face, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood straight up. Everything went blurry in front of her, as if ...
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If only I can make it over this hill. If only I can make if up this steep climb without the razors of ice cutting right through my windshield like daggers, the blood on the ground freezing into sheets ...
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Part II celebrates the life of my other grandmother, and now my Guardian Angel, who continues to watch over me... ...
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She was my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my lighthouse in a storm; she was my Nana. While the snow drifted past my window a few days before Christmas, I laid in my bed missing the scent of her ...
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