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Saving 10,000USD$

Published September 29, 2013 by ladyserenity92

I made a bet with myself.

That I would challange myself to save up to $10,000.

It won’t be that bad to start.

Of course, I’ll have more money without going broke again.

My deadline to beat is on Midnight, Feburay 1st, 2014.

Will I hold out,folks?

Can I hold out?

Stay tuned!/Go for broke!

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MR. PENUMBRA Now in Paperback

Published September 24, 2013 by ladyserenity92

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Hey there book lovers, today’s your lucky day: Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore is in paperback for the very first time today. Raul has been championing this novel since its early, pre-pub days:

“Sloan has created something new and exciting – a book that celebrates both books and electronic media! His quirky charactes have feet in both worlds and he incorporates nerdy humor with a brilliant literary verve that drives the story. Allusions to Fantasy books, RPG’s and quest motifs blend harmoniously with computer coding, Google and electronic readers to give background to a story about a 500 year old cypher that may hold the key to eternal life. So much fun!”

And then a whole lot of other people went ahead and made it clear why you should read Robin Sloan’s book:

“In a time when actual books are filling up tag-sale dollar boxes, along with VHS tapes and…

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Who’s the Potato of Eighth Grade?

Published September 24, 2013 by ladyserenity92

Act one: Sandwhich School

There are 2,587,921,311 people in this world who speak over 3,611 lauges. You think a girl like me has a happy life here on earth?
Honey, you are sadly mistaken.
I wish I could live in the Blue Realm. But I’m stuck in an unheard world called Zodiacland.
“Lisa, it’s time for school!”
That’s my mom.
“Coming,” I called.
My name’s Lisa Phillps. I’m 13 and in the 8th grade.

I want Love(song lyrics by Elton John)

Published September 22, 2013 by ladyserenity92

I want love

but it’s impossible

A girl like me’s so irrsponsible

A girl like me is dead in places

Other girls feel liberated

And I can’t love

shout full of holes

Don’t feel nothing,

Just old scars

Toughening up around my heart

But I want love

Just a different kind

I want love

Won’t break me down

Won’t fence me in

I want a love

That don’t mean a thing

That’s the love I want

I want love

Untittled/9-22-2013

Published September 22, 2013 by ladyserenity92

It was a spring night and Mr. John and Mr.Yosuke were walking hand in hand across the bridge. The warmness of his lover’s hand made Mr.Yosuke’s heart and stomach fill up with butterflies. As he glanced at his lover(Mr.John), Mr.John did what most pisicanes do when a lover glances at them; Mr. John grew a shade of rouge as red as the sunset. Mr.John looked at Mr.Yosuke.
The two lovers stopped halfway as Mr.Yosuke looked over the bloconly and into the lited water.
“Look, John,” he told his lover, “can you see them?”
Mr.John glanced over the bloconly. And what he saw took his breath away. “Oh!” There, swimimng in the water were koi of differnt color. Mr. John’s heart was full of childlike mystisim. “Teddy bear

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