: About Me

I am currently in school for a degree in Social Science with an emphasis in professional writing and work for Muzak as an audio/visual technician. Besides the exciting life I live, and all the forces of nature around me, there is so much I could write about. I guess I could start from the beginning.
I grew up in Montgomery, AL with a great mother; but very abusive stepfather. I have a little brother, also, that I had to play the father role to because my stepfather was always drunk and violent.
I had great grandparents on both sides, but the ones on my mother's side were the ones I spent the most time with. My grandfather was a retired military pilot and chairman for the republican party in Montgomery while my grandmother was a columnist for a local newspaper. Their standards were set very high at an early age in my life, but how was one like me supposed to reach those goals living on two totally opposite planes of existence at the same time?
By the time I was sixteen, the violent stepfather chapter in my life was over. The family was happy, my mother remarrying a great guy, and the sky was the limit for me. Well, no one can just forget so much negativity and violence experienced as a kid; and be expected to move on with their head held high can they?
With this being said, I can only tell you that the amount of trouble I got into was beyond what most do in a lifetime. I was into smoking marijuana, taking any pill that wouldn't kill me, drinking as most teens do, and hanging out with a very negative group of individuals. I was constantly in a fight, if not jail, and I truly felt God owed me an apology for what he had put me through as a child.
Well, by the time I got out of high school I realized prison and the life I was living was not for me. I had college already payed for by my grandparents, but felt I needed a reality check; so I joined the military.
Being in the military taught me a whole lot. I learned how the government works, how much people in other countries want to kill each other for no reason, and how much peole in this country want to kill them for no reason. By now I am sure you can tell the military lifestyle and way of thinking was not for me. I saw a lot and learned a lot, but had to get out after my four years were up. I couldn't be a part of this battle that will go on beyond my lifespan anymore.
After the military, I got into college taking basic classes towards an uncertain major while working full-time jobs that ranged from being a sales manager at a truck accessory store to being a cable guy. I did a little bit of everything to see what I liked and what I didn't like. If I ever felt I was wasting my time, I quit. I couldn't bring myself to do anything for longer than a minute that I didn't like doing. Odd sounding to most, and very hard at times, but now I'm glad I did it then; or I wouldn't be where I'm at today.
I didn't really have any idea what I wanted to do until my grandmother on my mother's side was dying. In the last conversation I had with her, she told me that she was proud of me, though I hadn't reached the goals she had in mind for me. She told me she was proud of me because I have been through more, in her eyes, than anyone she knew; besides her of course! She then told me to do what I love, write. She knew I had always wanted to reach out and help people in some way and felt writing was my golden arrow.
Since her death, I have found a steady job, doing what I feel is more a hobby than anything, while attending classes at night. I have a couple of years left in college and I'll be on another path to finding a new job, but at least it will be a job in doing something I love. Until then, I will continue to write my feelings on this website because it is the only way the world can read what I have to say.

My passion is ...

working towards becoming a better person mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally.

I know too much about ...

pain.

My parents always told me ...

to follow my dreams no matter what.

My childhood ambition ...

to be an artist.

My favorite memory ...

taking my grandfather on a plane ride.

Why I write ...

because I'll go insane if I don't.

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

Pink Floyd

My first job ...

stock boy at a local grocery store!

My best moment ...

when I realized what I wanted to do in life; when I realized I wanted to be a writer someday.

My inspiration ...

my late grandmother.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love

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Closure I softly kiss your cheek as in my heart you go to sleep. Departing because you made me weak with the scars running way too deep. You sent my soul into another dimension where thoughts have grown old and your words know no comprehension. I died in your arms and now lie in purgatory. While you fall to another man's charms, I burn with hell's fury. Everyone says I'm better off; and I know I am. Though, no one can shake off being compared to another man. The thoughts and wonder of how you could be so heartless now rest in the slumber deep inside my mind's darkness. I wish you could fee...

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