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Young Writers Society


Lee0z


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About Lee0z

*Takes deep breath, looks at palm-card and then peers down worriedly at audience* Hello there! My name is.. *looks at palm-card squinting then chucks them across into the audience...* "My eye!" *a voice calls* ahh, sorry about that. Anyway, back to the crux of the matter, my name, it's Lee. I'm a 16 year old girl *don't be ashamed if you were reading this in a man's voice* I'm a writer, or an aspiring writer, i guess you figured that's why i'm here. *Clasps hands together and smiles at the audience*

Hey guys, that was my attempt at a bit of humour, i'm not too good at it as you probably figured. I'm Australian, and live in Queensland. I've currently finished one novel that is deeply in need of some editing and I have another ten novels awaiting attendance.

Anyway, thanks for all the good feels guys, you're awesome so thumbs up! From ~Lee



It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien