: About Me

Hallo, Grace here.

I actually have already forgotten how I stumbled on Helium a little over two years ago; I thought the 'scribbling' phase of my life was over, but I was wrong. I have tapped back into the well over the past months and discovered all over again why I love to write. I never expected to receive such generous praise and helpful insights - this is so much better than scrawling stuff in a notebook at 15 and having no-one to share it with!

It is a particular blessing to have a safe haven to explore so many things through my writing that hitherto had lain dormant but not forgotten - I have encountered none of the judgment or coldness I had feared; rather a wealth of compassion and the assurance that I am not alone.

I am amazed to find so many writers of such great caliber gathered together amicably under one roof, and must admit part of the reason I love it here so much is the outlet for my rapier sharp wit (ha,ha) and that no-one makes fun of me for using words like hitherto, dormant or compassion...

I am fortunate enough to be earning my living as a full time freelance ghost and copywriter now, but still spend many happy hours here with friends!

-~Grace

My passion is ...

Reading

I know too much about ...

Children's books - notice the quotations in my work!

My parents always told me ...

You don't want to know....

My childhood ambition ...

To be a writer/equestrian/actor

My favorite memory ...

3 of them-seeing my kids for the first time!

Why I write ...

I can't help it! Especially now that I make my living at it...

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

Lee Child, The Walking Dead, The High Kings

My first job ...

Exercising horses

My best moment ...

Realizing I can actually make a living from writing. Wow.

My inspiration ...

My children, life, friends...

Relationships & Family > Family Dysfunction Divorcing family members

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When people ask me about my past, I tell them I was raised by wolves. In a cave. That usually gets a laugh, and deflects attention from the fact that I didn't answer the question. Truth is, I'm from the poor side of a major Texas city, and no, I don't go back to visit. Why? Because the people who were supposed to nurture and protect me hurt me badly, and I may never fully recover. You see, my folks were sadistic perverts - actually, make that perverted sadists. They enjoyed some pretty sick things, but simply causing pain was what defined them most. I was born in 1974 to the tail-end of th...

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