My name is Jared. I'm southern born and raised where the heat has the most unusual effect on people. I've been married for almost two years now. I've been writing since I was able to write and I like what I write. . . sometimes. I think everyone who enjoys writing should always have faith in their words. If you don't have faithin your words then maybe you shouldn't be writing.

My passion is ...

writing

I know too much about ...

everything, nothing.

My parents always told me ...

I love you.

My childhood ambition ...

To play in the dirt.

My favorite memory ...

My mother smiling after getting a perm, it didn't look great to me, but she was smiling.

Why I write ...

It feels natural. My mind sees things differently, maybe someone would agree.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The winter of our discontent

My first job ...

A steak house

My best moment ...

give me few minutes.

My inspiration ...

memories, everything, nothing.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Pain from love

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Love, death and Meatloaf.

It wasn't life at all. It's a life sentence. These words found their way to her ear. Such beautiful ears. Their small ears which only add to her beauty. In the light of the sun when she parts the curtains they look like the skin of a peach. Soft fuzz. Her arms look the same. Smooth as silk with a cinnamon tint. Her hands are as soft as cotton, slim like the ones you see in the magazines modeling watches and rings. Her beauty surpasses them though. If ever you could see poetry it would be her face. Words cannot describe the grace and stone carved pe...

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