Wiggy

I've never owned a book in me life, but Ma used to tell us stories about the fairies of Ireland that still send shivers down my spine! I'm going to ...

Peter or my ma. 'Tis a tough one, but it would be one of those two. Probably Peter. Or better yet, all at once-three-way calling! :D -Fineena P.S. What's a ...

I have a stone I took from the hill by our house. I rub it for luck or whenever I feel lonely for Ireland. -Fineena What's your favorite hobby?

Ah, the joys of random words! :D

If only I could have more! We have to give almost all our produce to the landlord so we can afford the rent. The praties are what we have to ...

I do. The newspaper articles are what I mostly write, however, I sometimes write my feelings down, just to get them out, on a slip of paper. In fact, that's ...

Rereading Jane Eyre...OMG that book is AWESOME!!!! Unfortunately, I still need to read Don Quixote...I just can't seem to get into it though! And I need to read Northanger Abbey ...

I'll answer this question as it kinda applies to Fineena. :D ________ I've really only written newspaper articles. I sometimes write my little fancies down at night on some scraps ...

Wiggy! Wow! You actually started writing-but in a journal with me!!!! Oh well, at least you know finally about Sean...I couldn't keep it a secret forever! -Fineena Fineena, You are ...

Continue to work on the article for the World . Mother Mary, it always is so nervewracking to have to worry about discovery! -Fineena *sighs* Think of what else to ...

It's like the sunset I saw that day on the hill with Sean. It's passion, love, fire. -Fineena You like bananas?

Cute, shaf. :D That was hilariously funny! lolz "Time for tea!" the frilly-decked-out housemaid announced cheerily.

I handwrite things. Longhand is definitely the way for me! If I type into the computer, I think about going on the Internet or something. And plus, I've always just ...

Confession time.... I'm a wannabee. *sighs* Here go I to join the ranks of the *cough*wannabee*cough* writers!!!! *throws head over forehead and ends in dramatic Shakespearean pose*

Only when I heard Pa died. No one was there to catch me when I fell except Bridget, but she's not the strongest lass, either. Mother Mary, how I wanted ...