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About M.M. Ward
I'm Mama Magie Ward. A farm mom and author who started writing as part of my stroke recovery.
We walk together in the penumbra, a space of partial illumination between the shadow and the light.
Mine are stories about and for those who face overcoming or succumbing.
Reality turned to fiction as a coping mechanism. There will be triggers for survivors. Some of the beginnings, middles and endings are not what I would wish on anyone. But sadly, these are the truths many have to overcome. We are all sisters and brothers; we have choices in a world that teaches us we are objects. You are not alone.
I encourage you to seek healing if you need it.
There is always the choice... Be Better, not bitter.
Thank you for considering my scribbles. Be Blessed.
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“Something went wrong, Quinn. Something with the program went very wrong, they tested it against my recommendation.”
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