Writer's Glass Penthouse

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 LOGO surrounded by GHOSTWRITING | BUSINESS | SOUNDSCAPE | LIGHTSCRIBE Overlaid on a lightscribe image Menu: home | latest | blog | Guatemala* | Writer's Glass Penthouse * submenu: Stay in My Writer's Penthouse | Ingrid Helps | Friends & Family Trader Ingrid Writes With Words Ghostwriting | Business Writing Communications | Strategy Nonprofit Editorial Services Light Photography | Light-Writing Art (You'll see some on "writings and prompts.".) Sound Songwriter | Composer | Arranger (Former profession--but stay "tuned"!) Hello! I am Ingrid Skarstad Williams About Ingrid: I am a traveling ghostwriter and comm pro who has philanthropic and entrepreneurial adventures on the side. Where have I been? I have an eclectic background in the arts, marketing, public relations, and photography that has brought me around the world. My first love was music, and I performed, wrote, and traveled from 1986 to 2004 when I became a single mom. Communications rose throug...
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