: About Me

My name is John Wiseley, and I was born in 1972 in Grand Rapids, Michigan. It was then a small rural community; I fear that the small town feeling that it produced when I was being reared has altered significantly in the last twenty years or so. My parents worked together in a label factory for a few years. The stable income, close work proximity, and ride-sharing meant nice material possessions and a decent chunk of spending money at the end of the work week. Although I don't remember too many flush years as a kid, I'm sure my parents had good intentions. We moved to California when I was seven. I was the youngest of five children, but my father's only child. Having four half brothers made things interesting to say the least. After about four years, my parents decided to separate and I went to live with my father. He looked for work out here for a while but was unable to find anything concrete. We took an excursion back Michigan when I was eleven. My dad figured he could find work back east and that I would be happier back in my element.
We spent a couple months in Michigan before he decided that he had made a mistake. On the way back to the west coast, my appendix had burst, spreading poison throughout my body. I was in extreme pain during the road trip, but we had no idea what the cause was. When we arrived at my aunts house three days later, she advised my dad to take me to the hospital. The doctor told him that I would have died if he had waited another day. I missed three weeks of my summer from that hospital stay. Why can't these things happen during school months? That's what I kept asking myself. I remember being so addicted to the pain pills in the hospital. You've never slept until you've experienced Demerol. The second most painful thing that I've ever experienced was marriage. At nineteen I married a woman that I was deeply in love with. Looking back, it probably wasn't the best choice I've ever made. But we do have to make mistakes in order to learn from them. Besides, I did get three beautiful girls from the amalgamation.
So now I am spending as much time with my daughters' as I can. I'm going to focus on me for awhile. I've held various jobs in my life; from telemarketing to car sales, I've done it all. I've spent the majority of my working life as a pharmacy technician; about ten years. I found that position very unfulfilling, and decided to pursue a life long passion. My first love has always been writing, so I wrote a book and had it published. That's my biggest personal accomplishment thus far. A very special friend helped me achieve this goal and I'll always have a place in my heart for her. I'm currently working on four other books respectively, and I'll have them published as well. Some may say that I'm foolish for leaving the security of a well paying job to chase the dream of being a well known writer/author. I say, the fool is the one who ignores his dreams and never witnesses his full potential reach its fruition.

My passion is ...

writing, reality tv, dogs, kids

I know too much about ...

movies

My parents always told me ...

go away

My childhood ambition ...

veterinarian

My favorite memory ...

when my first daughter was born

Why I write ...

i want reader reaction..

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

baseball game

My first job ...

pizzaria

My best moment ...

getting my first book published

My inspiration ...

my kids

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Heartbreak

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Listen As we foolishly listen to our hearts The mind is jealous But only one thing comes of it Feelings of loneliness The mind is not always right though As in the twixt labyrinth of love But it can seize the maze And find its way out And if that is all it takes Then the heart is weak It gets lost in love And sinks to the bottom of an endless dark pit Then it slowly climbs for freedom But never finds it Because it is not there And in the end, loneliness

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