elizabeth-18

American I'm a tyro in the field of writing, but my love affair with words is nothing new. Five-year-old-me wore a dress which wasn't green, it was chartreuse, which she knew how to say and spell correctly. Color words are the best kind, since they make pictures in your mind with no effort, and when people ask which region of the rainbow is my favorite, my answer is aubergine, which provides much confusion. I do admit, I'm much more of an artist than a writer, but words are ever so much trickier to paint with than watercolors, and I like challenges.

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