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Break (Update)

Break (Update)

Not really a break. I'm just planning for a new book. After a week of planning its pretty clear that a single week won't be enough to create a book of the level i want to make so the break will now end after another two weeks, or i will post an update then if i need any more time.

I thankyou for your patience and i hope you look forward to the new project i'm working on.

PS: For those wondering, I have up to chapter 75 on Fear-Fuelled Thief, and then up to Chapter 19 on a book called Heart-Beat.

Also there's a word count requirement so here is some random sonnets i have used to fill the space.

A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS

My textbook duck, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you moo, sting and eat,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the merry crete.

Let me compare you to a cold crowbar?

You are more funny and more excited.

Small storms whip the twiglets of October,

And autumntime has the blighted knighted.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your bold hands, hands and eyelashes.

Thinking of your slighted hands fills my days.

My love for you is the old backslashes.

Now I must away with a sunny heart,

Remember my all words whilst we're apart.

Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS

My happy house, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you run, trot and drool,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the public school.

Let me compare you to a biting arch?

You are more fighting, romantic and strange.

Hot clouds dull the flappy flowers of March,

And the springtime has the nappy oil change.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your fraught eyebrows, thigh and eyebrows.

Thinking of your sappy thigh fills my days.

My love for you is the exciting vows.

Now I must away with a scrappy heart,

Remember my good words whilst we're apart.

A SONNET BY ANON

My scary wolf, you inspire me to write.

I love the way you flap, roar and waddle,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the cutaway model.

Let me compare you to a mad clover?

You are more cheerful, active and superb.

Pink storms whip the twiglets of October,

And autumntime has the bad healing herb.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your glad hands, toenails and humour.

Thinking of your sad toenails fills my days.

My love for you is the loathsome schumer.

Now I must away with a blazing heart,

Remember my stink words whilst we're apart.

A SONNET BY ANONYMOUS

My pale flower, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you hide, walk and bark,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the chatter mark.

Let me compare you to a brainy tune?

You are more grainy, thundery and keen.

Neat sun heats the rainy peaches of June,

And summertime has the cindery sheen.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your eyebrows, eyelashes and style.

Thinking of your eyelashes fills my days.

My love for you is the veiny blunt file.

Now I must away with a zany heart,

Remember my hot words whilst we're apart.