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About Caroline Tiss Writes 

Caroline Tiss Writes is a writing blog where, Caroline Tiss (creator of Caroline Tiss Writes blog) shares their personal fiction, short stories, and poetry. 

Caroline Tiss has been writing since they were 16 years old, and it has been something that fueled them and motivated them. Writing has always been a method of expression which Caroline most gravitated towards. 

Caroline Tiss graduated Poolesville High School in June of 2022 and attended University of Arizona for one term where she wanted to major in Creative Writing. Eventually they decided to drop out to pursue a career in art and writing. 

Caroline currently has a YouTube channel as a hobby called "Genesis Birds Radio" where she posts film and movie edits with music. Caroline also enjoys illustration and drawing and has devoted a lot of time to her love for art. 

Thank you so much for reading my stories and poems. I wish you the best on your journey.

- Caroline Maria Tiss

10/19/2023


Photo of Caroline Tiss age 19


Link to YouTube Channel : Genesis Birds Radio - YouTube 


Link to Occult & Witchcraft Blog: Cypress Occult Notes (cypressoccltnotes.blogspot.com)


Link to DeviantArt : charlietiss77 - Professional, Traditional Artist | DeviantArt

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