Hi my name is Steve, and thanks for making the effort to read my stories.
I came onto this site on my birthday, which is October 11th.
After already writing seven relatively popular short stories for Helium.
And strangely enough on October 11th, was when Helium first came together.
A weird fluke don't you think.
Not sure how long Helium has been running though, could be one year to many years.
My passion is ...
Writing, drawing, watching films and drinking beer.
I know too much about ...
everything and nothing.
My parents always told me ...
Stand up for yourself.
My childhood ambition ...
Author, artist, rock-singer.
My favorite memory ...
Most memories.
Why I write ...
Stimulates the brain.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Most things really on and off.
My first job ...
Paperboy.
My best moment ...
Always when I am drunk.
My inspiration ...
Passion, courageousness.
The houses on this road were old, crumbling. The brickwork ravaged from a harsh climate. The front gardens weren't much better, as patches of dying grass was everywhere.Rubbish bags sat on the path in front of the living-quarters. Around the black and green bags many flies swarmed, the stench travelling all the way down the stretching road.Only one of the houses was occupied. The man who lived there, had been there for many years. He was a strange individual, a loner. Also there was common knowledge that he was on the 'Sex Offenders List', for sexual-crimes against children. In the last we...
More..Stephen Pearmine
Member since: October 2007
Articles Written: 22