: About Me

I am a writer with passion and voice. I love to make fact into fiction. One's fiction could be someone else's reality. I like to think of myself as a voice unafraid to speak, unafraid to think and unafraid to feel. My mission in life is to let the privileged look through a broken looking glass and see another world. I plan to one day publish poetry and short stories. I also like to keep my readers guessing as to which stories are fiction and which ones are non-fiction. I have lived some of these instances and some, I have witnessed and others are completely made up, you be the judge. I love helium, this is the best site I have found thus far.

My passion is ...

Writing, seeking the truth and seeking justice.

I know too much about ...

Pain.

My parents always told me ...

I was to smart for my own good.

My childhood ambition ...

Was to become a Neurosurgeon

My favorite memory ...

The summer of 1983.

Why I write ...

To free my mind.

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

My children argue while I am made to be referee

My first job ...

The 4-H Club

My best moment ...

Was getting A's in college.

My inspiration ...

My Mother...my hero. She's never given up on me.

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Drug addiction

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On March 18,2000 I buried a bitter sweet friend, her name was Cocaine. I met her back in 1990. We were friends in the beginning her and I. It was love at first light, I was overcome by her beauty her taste was intoxicating, her smell ever so sweet in the sweaty air that surrounded us. I loved her, I did everything for her. My lover Cocaine, she never brought me down. She always lifted me to new heights. I could hear bells of enchantment ringing in my ears,and she was like a roller coaster ride coming down. She invaded my dreams, I`d wake up in a puddle of sweat reaching out to her. But she...

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