An early reader at two years-old, I began making up words to children's songs and rhymes. A poem was the first thing I wrote after I learned to write, albeit in a classic block letter offering.
My difficulty childhood has given me a lot of material. I was born highly intelligent female in a socio-economic status that didn't appreciate a women being strong and smart.
My parents were bigoted, hateful people who scarred my body and my soul. They thought I was being a smart aleck, showing off when I knew things. The thing is, a person doesn't know whether they know something others do not.
I was taken out of high school to go to work in my junior year, but I was determined and got my GED, with highest grades in all but math, a subject I hate.
I was married and had children, and always wrote for some endeavor or another. On the day Redbook sent me a letter telling me they would like my story (they used fiction then) I met the man I would marry and be abused by for the next ten years. I never even considered the story for Redbook.
My husband got us evicted and beat me so much I was barely alive. I spent almost three years homeless, following this man from one drug house to another - and I didn't do drugs. I was simply too ill to find help.
Now I am sixty-two years old and act like a kid. I have a safe-house to live in, which is public housing. I get my disability and manage well. My writing began in earnest again about eight years ago.
Since then I have been published in every kind of medium. I even sold two short stories for an amazing amount of money!
I live with Rascal, my rescue-ferret. His sister died in June from old age, but he is much younger. Amber's death was the worst experience of my life and I had trouble hanging on. She was my baby and always slept in my lap in front of the computer.
Life is good and writing just keeps getting better.
My passion is ...
Johnny Depp
I know too much about ...
too little
My parents always told me ...
I was fat and ugly
My childhood ambition ...
to be a preacher
My favorite memory ...
Helping birth my granddaughter
Why I write ...
As Mr. Asimov says, If I did not I would die
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Brother Odd
My first job ...
babysitting
My best moment ...
my first public poetry reading
My inspiration ...
Gandhi
Times, they are "achangin'". . .but not for the better. The "ME" generation has taken over and there will be no new hippies, no fiery rebels willing to sit in at restaurants who refuse service to minorities, no more fighting for the right cause because it is the right thing to do. At one time college students were on fire for righteousness, equality and making the world a better place to live. When injustice raised its ugly head, when wars began, the college campuses were the hotbeds of protest and demonstrations. Those time are in the past. In a recent study college students said they wan...
More..Sherry Asbury
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