“This is it. The end of the line for you, Charlotte. Your kind isn’t needed anymore and this is proof. ”
“You can’t do this! You wouldn’t dare! I’ll call my cousin, and he’ll put an end to your yarn-spinning. I don’t believe you would be so brave in front of him !”
The hairy man kept talking “… it’s mass production because they can outspin you. Plus, people hate spiders … hate them , hear me ?End of the story is this …Spiderman is not going to save you this time. And why ? I hear you ask ?”
“Because … That’s him on the rack, Charlotte .”
And like a celebrity, I'm just like everyone else...
I hope my readers will find my blog relatable to the idiosyncrasies , craziness and flaws that we all have. If you are perfect, I'm sorry and congratulations .This might not be the feeble attempt at a blog for you .PLEASE email me and give me your secret. It will save me a lot writing .
I just read a piece about how my authors “ about me “page is probably boring everyone to death. I apologize but my first claim to fame was in Eighth grade when one of my teachers read a story I had written to the class. I don’t remember what exactly it was about but the first sentence was “Coma. Unconscious. “.
You see where I am going with this. I was an instant star and most likely to write a book .