Connie's Magic This is a story I am possibly going to write chapter by chapter.. Please tell me what you think... Words, that's all they were. Words I didn't understand letters that mashed together in my head and caused me to stumble. Words were my downfall. Reading was something I had always strived for ,but never have gotten. Now Art, that was something I understood. Something I not only liked ,but loved. It was as if the pictures could speak to me. Like there was some beautiful message hidden between each paint stroke. It was as if magic had taken hold of the artist so that they could take the meaning and turn it into art. For this is what I wanted I wanted this magic. I wanted to be able to create something so great. I wanted to create a piece of art.
Brian Beisigl
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