Encre Noir was born in Haiti (Pearl of the Islands), raised in St Marteen, Haiti and Orlando, FL. Started to experience writing as soon as the ability to form words with letters was acquired. Started out with letters that that told of the tale of the day and summarized fiction stories of interest. These letters were never sent to the addressees, but at least the ideas, the ink and the paper used are now one. Before knowing it, songs were created and a short novel written. The short novel is somewhere in Haiti, saved on a computer sold to a family friend. Who knows, maybe they read it and liked it, maybe the french used was not mature and created disgust. There is only so much a 13 year old can do. Who knows? Maybe the PC was sold to someone else, maybe the story has traveled the world already waiting for Encre Noir's later works to follow: poems sculpted out of depression mountains, out of rivers of tears mourning the death of a living country, songs of loves untold, short stories of monsters that we don't run away from not because of immobilizing fear but because of eyes that keeps us from hearing (since they see too much) and ears that keep us from seeing (since they hear too much).
My passion is ...
Living
I know too much about ...
Depression
My parents always told me ...
You need to learn this the right way, so your husband won't send you back.
My childhood ambition ...
Becoming a surgeon, pop star, writer, architect, dancer.
My favorite memory ...
My teacher asking me to give her permission to publish my first short story in the school literary journal.
Why I write ...
To empty my head of ideas that distract me.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Reading the bible
My first job ...
Activity Assistant at nursing home
My best moment ...
Visit to St Petersburg, FL
My inspiration ...
Life!
WHY AIDS? (Translation) Why leave desperation on your way? Why erase all joy on your trail? Why don't you come down a single way? Why take everyone with you on your trip? Why is it that no one has protection, Grown ups, children, all nations? Why do you choose death for your brother? Why do you make brothers fear each other? Why are you fighting peace? Tell me why AIDS. Tell me why. POUKI SIDA? (Original, Creole) Pouki l ou pase ou kite dezespwa? Pouki l ou pase ou efase lajwa? Pouki ou pa vini yon manny spesyal? Pouki ou pran tout moun an jeneral? Pouki pys moun pa alabri Ni granmoun, ni ...
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Member since: December 2007
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