: About Me

My passion is ...

music.

I know too much about ...

things that are useless...

My parents always told me ...

that I was dumb like a fox.

My childhood ambition ...

was to be a free spirit.

My favorite memory ...

was kissing my first true love.

Why I write ...

I write to allow my creativity a chance to be heard, or in this case, read.

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

anything by King, Koontz, Straub. I watch too much violence - I love Ultimate Fighting. I listen to very hard, very loud music.

My first job ...

was telemarketing for the Globe and Mail Newspaper.

My best moment ...

watching my children come into this world.

My inspiration ...

are my children and who ever is up there keeping me alive.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Tales of horror

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I awoke with dry eyes stinging my sockets, still yearning for a few more hours of sleep. I glanced at the clock and could not find the glow of the display; the power must have gone out. The house was quiet, so quiet that I could actually hear silence; a sort of sound that hums like a TV station that went of the air, only that it is very faint like a whisper. I was guided to my bedroom window where there was light squeezing through the blinds. I stubbed my toe on the legs of the bed and cried out a profanity, hopping on one leg while massaging a now bleeding toe. I released my foot and trie...

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