What exactly do I say to the people who read this thing?
Do I tell them the truth? Bore them with cold facts about the reality of my life?
Or do I spin a tale, remaining true to the fantasy of this haven I've created for myself,
this world of wonder, intrigue and mystery which allows me to be the page master?
I say, I shall remain the note of rhythm and rhyme. I shall be the poet that sings her
ode long into the night. I may be tentative, for I am new to this circle of tale spinners, but,
I am Rhyme2Rhapsody!
You need not know me, by any other name.