: About Me

Ever since I first learned to write I've enjoyed it. While never being published officially, I have written for small newsprint's and local community groups. I've even been asked to pen letters for employers.

Finding this web site allowed me a chance to combine my inborn desire to write and a need to polish that raw talent into an honest skill. By being allowed to write and rate I hope to not only learn how to develop my own skills, but to help others improve their's as well.

While I try and write over a broad spectrum, I tend to gravitate to the spiritual and religious channels. Please feel free to drop me a line and let me know if there is an obvious way I can improve in my writing.

Only now am I finding a place to write about the passions I have and the stories I have to tell. I doubt I will ever run out of things to say, my hope is to get the more important ones onto "paper" once they happen so it can all be shared and enjoyed by others.

My passion is ...

Writting about my experiences living life to the fullest possible extent.

I know too much about ...

Relegion and philosophy

My parents always told me ...

Intelligence is not knowing everything about something. It's knowing something about everything!

My childhood ambition ...

To do everything I had on my life's list of "things to do before you die". Life is for living.

My favorite memory ...

Hearing my son's laughter when he caught his first fish.

Why I write ...

I write because it's a passion that drives me to not only record my experiences but to tell those same experiences as stories.

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

"um's slips, stumbles and what they mean".

My first job ...

It was a typical McJob, nothing fancey, I was just thrilled to get paid money.

My best moment ...

When my first son was born and I held him, feeling that kind of unconditional love was amazing!

My inspiration ...

Life inspires me. I live life to the fullest showing my boys what you can do with drive.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Laundry day

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The peaceful silence was broken abruptly by a shrill cry coming from the basement. In an instant both my grandfather and myself, leapt from the sofa and were about to run to the basement where my grandmother was doing laundry and stopped just as suddenly when another cry came floating up the stairs. The only reason we sat back down was because just after the scream came, all three of my names one after the other were shouted out, each with its own emphasis and a degree of passion that can rarely be described. Sitting there half wondering what the cause of such a passionate outbreak would h...

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