Chapter 1
It was a rainy morning in Florida. I was awoken by the chirping of birds outside my window. I did a quite simple morning routine before finally checking my Facebook. I spend too much time on Facebook. 'What's this?' I asked, clicking on a Facebook ad for inkitt.com. As a writer, my curiosity was piqued. Over I went to Inkitt.
Sign in with Facebook? Why not! And so I did. And so I'm here. Good? Bad? It's too early to tell. I usually have sour taste with these sorts of things. I won't go into detail. I will, however, share with my readers my first thoughts of Inkitt. Drama, romance, romance, romance, romance, drama, romance, romance, female writer, female writer, female writer, drama, romance, romance, romance. Yep. I went there. Do I have any readers left? Because, if so, I think it's time for one hell of a change.
