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August 6, 2019

Dear Queen, 

I read your letter. I know you're busy, but take a moment and understand while I gather myself together. 

I see everything you do, I watch everything you say. I may be silent, but my actions will reflect all that I intend to give you someday. 

No, it is not f...

August 6, 2019

What happens when you feel as if no one will listen, trapped between a rock and place that's no longer existing? 

To feel as if you're capable of creating a simplified deposition, only to fall back within a maze of complicated misinterpretations.

Listen. My voice is buri...

August 6, 2019

The turmoil that one faces can all be alleviated. The fury and emotion that lives within the soul can then be exonerated. To find peace within the mind can be appreciated. If only communication is reached, and corroborated.

Fear of losing everything you hold dear, can s...

August 25, 2017

(Dear Diary…)

I can feel the change. Smell the scent of my liberation. To finally be free from all those that have looked down on me. Watched me. Hated me. They will know why I did it. They will completely understand why they no longer have control.

I will open my mind t...

April 8, 2017

The Gift (A short story of hidden beauty, and the treasures we often give away) By Andrea johnson

He was a king surrounded by his harem. Women flocked all over to do his bidding. If he wanted it, he acquired it. If it pleased him, he approved it. They were all the same...

February 25, 2017

Have you ever seen a commercial for a Rolls Royce? Cars like the Toyota are advertised all the time. You can turn on the television and see at any given time, multiple commercials for many cars like the Toyota being advertised, displayed, sent to you in the mail, and e...

February 24, 2017

When your heart has been broken so many times, something happens. An invisible line forms within the organ. Covering the inner elements and sifting its way through every crevice and rhythmic movement.

The heart is fragile, a frail piece of living metamorphosis. Somethin...

February 19, 2017

I am the woman that walks with a sway, don’t try to figure me out, so beautifully and wonderfully made.

Like a moth, you try to catch my flame, enthralled by my essence, my beauty, resilience, I feel no shame.

Selectively chosen, sinfully described, poetically written, a...

February 10, 2017

If you could talk to a favorite character in a book, what would you say? Just my imagination is a weekly blog that gives small glimpses into the world of Andrea Johnson’s books, and the characters that make her words come to life. Just my imagination posts can be seen...

February 4, 2017

I look for it as if I am lost. Entrenched in a world of darkness, it leaves me searching for the horizon. A place that can be seen, but has yet to appear before me. What can be envisioned cannot be created with a mere thought, or word. It must be designed, articulated....

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