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“Why?” by Amelia Legend

September 26, 2020 Leave a Comment

Why is a word that haunts me most, the simple questions lingers with unfulfilled promise. Like a wave, I drowned in its depths. Mostly at …

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“Blank Spaces” by Amelia Legend

“Blank Spaces” by Amelia Legend

June 24, 2020 Leave a Comment

  I was born with a blank space. Identity: Unknown. Within the void was opportunity where wonderment should go. A few years older someone tried …

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“Pursuit” by Amelia Legend

“Pursuit” by Amelia Legend

June 24, 2020 Leave a Comment

  I remember the moment I met you, walking towards me with that smirk on your face, irritatingly irresistible, as the world fell into place. I …

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“Time” by Amelia Legend

April 30, 2020 Leave a Comment

“I am that I am,” she says as she stands in contemplation As ripe old age melds youth to wisdom, a sun setting. But Time keeps turning, a passing, …

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“Mother” by Amelia Legend

“Mother” by Amelia Legend

April 1, 2020 Leave a Comment

I'm not sure what it means to be a mother. The process couldn't possibly be the act of childbirth, because so many children are born in the …

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The Face You See is my debut novel as a writer and inspired the following books of the series. I was born and raised in California where I began volunteering with Youth Programs dedicated to helping teens find mentors. Remembering how lost and confused I was as a teenager gave me the conviction to help those who felt just as alone as I had. I eventually began working in Alaska doing much of the same work before going to Haiti and the Aleutian Islands to build houses, distribute food and medical supplies, as well as disaster relief. I met my husband while working abroad and eventually settled down in Canada where we now have three beautiful children. I am thankful I escaped the circumstances of my childhood but acknowledge the fact that not everyone has the opportunity; most are left with lingering scars. This series captures that complex moment when a person finds the courage to let go of the painful circumstances of their life, the people that hurt them, and the guilt they feel for leaving while crossing over to accept themselves. My passion has always been to help, to serve, and to protect young women. By writing what I believe are messages of encouragement to those who have been in similar situations to those I have experienced and worked with, I believe they can be given hope. I am currently a High School English teacher, and have always had a passion for books as well as writing stories

 

 

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Honest Illusions As I stare within translucent wa Honest Illusions

As I stare within translucent walls,
silk pellucid barriers built of delicate lies I tell myself,
I realize the Time I’ve waisted living within a delusion;
each crevice a memory, every shard a deception;
Marring the incandescence of my cage.
Slivers of light remain, just beyond the barriers, out of reach.
A tantalizing mirage of hope, a secret I hold close, 
an honest illusion; more forthright than the truth.

Often, I feel glass walls encased around my soul;
vices built of expectations, of grave disappointments, 
and writhe beneath them. 
The hopes and dreams I once lived and breathed,
enclosed within a glass partition;
fine fragility seen and delicately confined, elusive; 
lying just beyond the confines I erected within. 
This is my confession:
That when one chooses to lock away their pain,
they lock away their propensity to grieve, 
to heal, to hope, to dream, to live.
As I contemplate the truth:
that I locked away the means of my own freedom long ago,
and I acknowledge the reality of my predicament, 
the paradigm of my own self-deception,
that I shut away a piece of myself that I can never get back;
caged within the glass walls within me,
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As I continue to build the various elements of my As I continue to build the various elements of my first thriller, such as complex characters, unexpected plot twists, and psychological paradigms, I thought I'd ask you for your opinions on your favourite elements within a thriller??? #authorsofinstagram #author #writersofinstagram #writer #novelwriting #bookworm #booknerd #thrillerbooks #thriller #nerdygirl
This is undoubtably a disturbing poem I wrote with This is undoubtably a disturbing poem I wrote within a book I have spent the last two years writing. The Other Boy will be confronting the slave trade of children within North America and feature a disturbingly honest portrayal of this dark reality within our culture. #authorsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #novel #writer #poetry #poets #booklover #stophumantrafficking

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