: About Me

I am from the southeast of America...yep a Southerner born by the grace of God some have said. 35 years old and still kicking. I dont plan on stopping on 35 either. As a kid I was studious and mindful of my Elders and the love of my Granny who never lost hope or faith in my abilities and talents spurs me on to attempt what I have been told by a few people I can do and that is be a successful Artist whether it be in the avenue of writing or Drawing. I was scared to even try I will admit because I didnt want to fail or get laughed at for something I truly with my soul and heart Love to do. I do not think I could ever draw or write ever again if that were to happen I would say to people who often asked why I hadnt done anything with my talents. My Mom answered one day years later cooly...Billy if ya Dont even try then son Ya already failed. She was right. How could I be a winner in the game of life if I didnt even play cause I didnt like the rules was no excuse I would just have to adapt the rules and the game to my way.

I have a son who was born feb 7 2001 he is 6 years old My Granny (rest her soul) died a few years back which was devastating to me cause she was who raised me and kept instilled in me the good heart and feelings towards others than myself. Imagine Edith Bunker and Rose (from Golden Girls) together would get you my Granny whose name funny enough was Betty White like the Actress who played Rose.

I have one Sister who I havent seen in over 6 years and I still dont have a clue where she is, though we are totally different from each other I am her Big Brother and I will always love her.

In 35 years I have been from one coast to the other in this great nation I also served in the Military (Army) and would fight proudly along side my Brothers and Sisters still fighting for our country today.

Never got the honor to know, or pleasure for that matter, my biological Father but Ive known a few men who tried to be a Dad to me and fell short badly.
I love Dogs or should I say Dawgs cause I was born a Georgia Bulldog June 21 1972

For the longest time I didnt know how to contact or even where my Mother was . I found her on a Valentines Day 2005 I have lost greatly but in losing I have gained so much. I once treated Life , my own and that of others for granted and felt that it was meaningless. I now know differently.

If there is nothing beyond this mortal coil than I am truly sad for it is beyond this coil that I will again one day be able to hold and kiss my family again and tell them how much I love them.

My passion is ...

my passion is the Art I do whether it be writing or drawing.

I know too much about ...

I know to much about nothing and not enough about something.

My parents always told me ...

My parents always told me they only raised me the best way that they could but they always loved me.

My childhood ambition ...

my childhood ambition wasnt really the norm of children, mine was to be family man that worked and took care of his family always making sure that my children knew I loved them.

My favorite memory ...

my favorite memory is of me when I was turning 10 years old, my family was living in Florida at the time and my Granny and my Great Grandmother came down from Georgia to visit. My parents did not have the money to get me anything, not even a cake. My visiting relatives learned this and decided that was not going to happening and so they made me a cake from sweet corn muffin mix and peanut butter as the icing. It was the best cake I have ever had to this day.

Why I write ...

because I want to share with others my thoughts, feelings and dreams. And I want to follow my heart, like my Granny said I should do.

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

I am reading many different books on many different subjects. I was just sitting, watching the world go by. Now I am watching the world as I go by.

My first job ...

My first job was working for Wendy's and on a dare my first week I walked off the job. I was 16 years old.

My best moment ...

My best moment was when I finally realized everything everyone had been saying to me was true and I then decided to take my life back.

My inspiration ...

My inspiration is many things...My Granny, My son, everyday people, but most of all my God.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Father

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Father and Son I played Cowboys and Indians. I was, The Lone Ranger, and Tonto, both. I played Hide and Seek. I would hide in a very good spot that would never be sought. Most of the time I was running and laughing until tears would stream down the cheeks of my dirty little face...alone, I was his Son. He was somewhere out there and he would never become aware, that the woman he loved had given him a child he would never know, He was my Father. A few years down the road when I was older. I never learned to throw the ball or catch it either. Oh and that thing under the hood of all Cars, cal...

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