Writing Past MidNight

This is the First Paragraph of a little project of mine.. Book, Story, Life.. There’s more to come..

This story starts in mid June of 2010. It may be quite descriptive at times and I may be writing and living thru thrills that I may not have right now. A summer of pleasures, Gullible Desires, Dreams and being a young adult, as they call you. There is no real story to this life, but then every life is a story. There’s no real punch line, there are a few lives living close to each other for a while. Then the weather and clocks will change and the planes, trains, buses, dreamers, lovers will depart on to their next chapter, something we’ll hate to admit, but it happens often and at times too often..

Zoë Hazel xx