I'm a single mother of three beautiful children, and grew up as a Self-Taught artist in scenic Ontario, Canada.
Over the past two years my artistic and creative skills turned over to writing. The first year led me to writing classes to hone my skills while building up a portfolio of various different genres. ex: various different short stories, children's stories, essays and articles.
I hope to further and expand my career here at Helium.
My passion is ...
Writing and art
I know too much about ...
parenting, drawing, painting, struggling as a single parent
My childhood ambition ...
My ambition was to be able to create the best drawings/paintings I could.
My favorite memory ...
I have two favorite memories. First one is the very first time I did a portrait of a fellow camper at a Youth Retreat and how good I felt at being able to do that for him.
Why I write ...
I write because besides the art, I had a very strong passion for reading. I would read anything available to me. I am very creative in both my art and my writing. There is so much to learn.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
I read, watch and listen to christian content. Christian literature, videos and music.
My first job ...
My first job was at a local family restaurant.
My best moment ...
My best moment came when I learned I had earned the Honors Certificate for the Children's Writing Class.
My inspiration ...
My inspiration is the friends I made during my writing classes. The one is a former classmate turned Instructor. She has been a source of support, encouragement and friendship. I truly admire her for her spirit, strength and sense of humor. She is truly an inspiration for me.
"Wait! Please, oh God! Wait!" Nancy gushed as she dashed up to the entrance to flight 95 at Trans Canada Airlines. Her heels squeaked as she came to an abrupt halt; handing over her boarding pass to the beautiful, blonde Flight Attendant. Through her gasping and panting, Nancy thanked her for waiting and proceeded down the hallway leading onto the aircraft that would take her home to Vancouver. Once aboard the plane, she located her window seat, stowed away her carry-on and plunked down into the thick padded seat. Just then, a middle aged woman with a tender smile and twinkling blue eyes c...
More..Shelley Forster
Member since: March 2008
Articles Written: 6