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May 1, 2020
I found something interesting while I was rewriting this. A story within a story. And I think, maybe all along, it was the story I should have been writing.
The plot came easier because I already had the pieces. Each pawn and king and rook was smoother to move around the board. And for a while I found it disheartening that I had put so much of my self into rewriting this version of The House of Hidden Things that I wasn't about to let it go just yet.
Which is why I'm posting this version before I loose all hope in it.
I'm also posting because I've been a target to plagiarism. A person following me sent me a message a few months ago and I did some investigating and the book- while not an exact copy- was using my character names, plot and backstory and character motivation to create their own world. Which was a stain that spread every time I though about adding more words to this story. To charlottes story.
So, I leave you, dear reader, with this version of The House of Hidden Things and a promise that I have something wonderful coming.
Though it may be a little different from this world and a little more Penny Dreadful then I had anticipated. If you're willing, please give this a read and if not, it was a pleasure to meet you even in the forward and if you do, I'll meet you in the Epilogue.
Best wishes,
M. Eli. xx
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The House of Hidden Things
ParanormalCharlotte Whitfield had always known the people who raised her were mad and she had spent her entire adult life trying to distance herself from the reputation of it - from them. From the ridicule that seemed to stick to her skin even as Charlotte wo...
