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BLISS PUBLISHING 

Passionate writer and blogger S A Spencer created Bliss Publishing as a means to self-publish their own work.


ABOUT ME

I started writing at a young age, crafting my first poem at eleven and experimenting with short stories at eighteen. Short stories and novels were all I cared about and dedicated myself to. The magic that writing can create is truly wonderful. Each character I build becomes a part of me, and I inevitably fall in love with them. Some of the characters in the books are so realistic that they instil a sense of fear in me.

 

I've completed three books so far, and I have a number of others in the works. Besides writing full-length novels, I created a blog site to amuse my fans with short tales. Our blog site aims to publish a minimum of two heart warming and adorable stories each week to help our readers unwind and alleviate stress. Amidst the chaos and unrest of the world, I hope to bring a little bit of gratitude and happiness through my small contribution.






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