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Hi guys. Sorry for the delay. After having succesfully made an account on this app I could not come up with what exactly it was i wanted to talk about hence the theme and name on my profile. If you have just logged in Thank you so much. You can visit my profile any time you want. The link is on my Instagram bio and i will also add it on my Twitter bio when i have posted this. I will add links to both of these on my Blogger Bio.


So about what this blog is about... I wanted something interactive where the audience can influence what it is we talk about daily. Now till there is an established audience i will be posting episodes of a story i have been writing freelance the past couple of days. I will publish this episode tomorrow morning. Please bless my comment section with feedback so we can interact and i can drive the story where it is you want it to go. Keep in mind I cannot please everyone at the same time but i will try my level best to include everything you want in the story and those to follow. This is Peoplexpleaserx.com after all😉.

My writing name is Nora Feyttes. It is a name I came up with while writing tiny quotes back in hugh school. Nora, mostly because I love Nora Roberts, and Feyttes because it sounded fancy and exotic.

Looking forward to feedback from you soon. Do send me your email addresses on my Instagram account so you can get info on when you will be getting my next post and see whether you would like to read it.


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