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this post to prove I'm not being lazy and I'm taking seriously what I said earlier . I searched on several web pages of stories called competitions this year, and I found a page where you come from, if not all, almost everyone, and a help section amateur writers for submitting tenders, editing, writing, etc. The page is Escritores.org , and I think anyone interested in writing may be of great use to me has been. At the moment I have already printed the basis of the contests that I can acyield. Now I have to choose which mirármelas and I introduce myself. I'm currently browsing the calls ending in June, and I've found a that caught my attention. It is on the Night of San Juan, (magical night, but my own I lived for three months ... in fact, today celebrated my three months: P), the most magical night year. Therefore, and as a fan of fantasy, I have a relatillo hand, that I can, hang here.

Second (and of course not least) my autofelicitació n three months of barbaric love:

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I disappeared for a while, the classes I have completely exhausted.
experiences I've had many this year, did you ever felt like your best friend does not care? It is terrible to realize it, but I hope that everything improves:)

I almost completely disconnected from the world of Fanfiction, between tasks, sleepless nights and classes, I can almost time for anything.

I start writing a story, Original, I hope to start this week for publication the following week, is based on several facts, but rather, the atmosphere around me at school ...

hope to start and more even finish, but I go with TIMEpo in September just because I submit a project in my school. But, I have been the inspiration, I can not leave out that history.

other hand, have you seen the photos of the epilogue? definitely terrible, but I've only seen Harry, Ginny and Albus, Draco hopefully improve a little, but not give me no hope ...

Anyway ...

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my soul close his eyes and flew alone to enjoy it even more.

Then the song ended. And I cried. No sorrow, nor sadness, even happiness. I cried because I had never thought it could be something as beautiful as that tune. Never.

There was not in the light of lightning, or in the afternoon laughing, or in the pages of books that I thought the most beautiful thing existed. Did not exist in any other world that had been me or in any oddsNo other hero or another adventure. Was not even in the rain always falls from the sky as if crying. Not in the clouds that tell stories, or poems that start smiles.

knew that something so beautiful, so beautiful, only existed in the hearts and could not get them. It's a feeling that has no name because there is a set of letters or syllables are not able to name and embrace all that entails. It's something we all feel but we do not mind and we set ourselves.

In my heart, a melody. More like a white room and wall tilesis cream colored, light-colored sunflowers, the wind playing with the curtains, a piano and the guy who played it.

He looked at me a smile. And he told me. I was a girl with the soul of the book.

That morning I woke up and saw it all differently. The world was round, spinning faster, more shining. I do not know yet why, but since then I am a little happier, even if sometimes I forget and cry. So I have only to remember that melody, that boy, and return to that room, to listenchat playing again. Because I know I will be there, locked inside of me that I may go to it whenever you need. I know there's going to hug me or tell me nice things or comfort. But I know I will play for me. And there can be nothing better to tear a smile on his lips.

I've never tried to explain to anyone what I felt then and still feel now. Because I know that nobody will understand, that is something we all have and that is just us, nobody else's. Who is locked in the darkroom of memory with a window to a door corazónythe soul.

That is our best friend, our platonic love, a father and a mother, a brother, our dog or our cat. That is all that and more.

I know that this morning I woke up knowing that I am a girl with the soul of book that dream with a song.

__________________ Hala.

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Although you can not say that had abandoned everything, if I've been a bit absent from the world of letters. A few months ago not worth me writing a fanfic or a story, in fact, now not even read as much as before. But hey, that has been changing in recent days, and I want to see if I can reenlist to the keyboard. To do this, this year I have proposed several little things that motivate me:

1 - I want to participate in literary competitions, all you can. For now I have lost the Gustavo Martín Garzo, but I submitted to organized by the Cultural Association The Brocense, with a short story that I hope will give me some joy, and I'm in the process of escriber which I will present to contest my school, plus an essay contest on exchange to France (who already won APSAD year and which has no more merit).

2 - Now that I have inspiration, I'll take it, lenes. I have much to base it, many ideas, but lack of time, there's the rub. I have no many evenings as before. But I'll try.

3 - I have become a Twitter! A base to see that everyone is Twitter and I'm missing the news of my favorite writers, heme there. News in Brief, or, simply, and as usual, gone to pot the memorable.

4 - I want to finish my damn time a novel attempt! My monster in the making. I need someone to put me in a hurry. HELP!

5 - Tears of the Moon. I want to finish but NOW. At least before this year. The problem is that I never find the time to continue. Bah ...!

6 - As the class ends, I will write as a Cossack, as promised. This summer morning, hoping to find some working on a new nanny in town to take my own, which never hurts. And in the evening I know that I will not stick to the water (though I will draw in water, long live the summer), but I will write. That sure.

And I think anything else ... Ah, yes, within a couple of days I hope to hang here a story I wrote some time ago and that gave me the idea for a new ( the already mentioned for the institute). So again take pen and notebook in the bag, but I also take my concentration in class. I'll see if I go up the middle and pulled a damn outstanding THAT!

A kiss to all

MUA.