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Some Blogs I Follow

Baby Ducks Fall in Line by Blue Eyes and Bluebonnets on Flickr. "Baby ducks heading for the pond. We had to stop traffic both ways on a busy street so they could cross to the pond."
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          Today seemed like a good day to talk about some of the blogs that I follow.  I don't have a lot of time so I am not going to be wordy about it, but I wanted to share these with you.  Enjoy!

Here are some of the blogs that I follow:



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Rachel Heffington @ theinkpenauthoress (http://inkpenauthoress.blogspot.com/)
Some words to describe: wit, charm, banter, Brits, vintage, occasional nonsense.



The Penslayer
Jenny Freitag @ The Penslayer (http://thepenslayer.blogspot.com/)
Some words to describe: deep, powerful, dedicated, passionate, fearless, occasionally dark.


Anne-girl @ Scribblings of My Pen Tappings of My Keyboard (http://scribblingskeyboard.blogspot.com/)
Some words to describe: adventure, courage, wisdom, challenging, action, showing.



Joy @ Fullness of Joy (http://joy-live4jesus.blogspot.com/)
Some words to describe: sweet, beautiful, encouraging, inspiring, homey.


Aino @ Dancing with God (http://all-that-is-gold-does-not-glitter.blogspot.com/)
Some words to describe: I just love the way she writes, the way her brain works, and the way she is not afraid to speak out.


Go Teen Writers
Go Teen Writers (http://goteenwriters.blogspot.com/)
Each post has advice, encouragement, and challenges for writers for every stage of writing (from your first concept through writing and editing, marketing and publishing, and on).

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  1. JoyAugust 26, 2014 at 6:03 AM

    It was so sweet that you included me in the list of blogs that you follow and like, Esther. Thanks for that!

    Lots of love,
    Joy <3

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