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Writing Exercise: Bio I Want in Five Years

August 31, 2009 

Amanda, 29-year-old scientist and author, is acclaimed for her critical essays and in-depth research into Victorian costume and lifestyle, the Pre-Raphaelites, and historical science. 

Her poetry and short stories have been published multiple times in [x],[x] and [x]. 

Her first novel, Cambriel, was published by Silhouette books in 2005, heralded as groundbreaking. Amanda is celebrated for turning Silhouette books into an intelligent, forward-thinking series with her Sleeping Beauties imprint. 

Amanda works 8 to 5 as a biochemist in a clinical laboratory. 

Her and her husband Nathan's hard work has paid off and they live in a beautiful secluded home. Thanks to years of trial and error, both have excellent culinary skills and trade off making dinner every night for the other so that Amanda can spend some evenings with her writing, and Nathan with his musical compositions. 

For fun, Amanda and Nathan love to dine out and travel with friends. They have returned twice to Costa Maya since their honeymoon in 2004 and have traveled as widely as Italy and France (Paris). They are making plans for an extended stay in Japan with friends in the near future.

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