: About Me

Hi! My name is Bekki. I'm 48 years old chronologically. Anybody that knows me will tell you that's a typo. I act like an overgrown kid half the time. I collect fantasy bladed weapons and skulls. (No, I'm not Goth, just weird)I have a George Carlin type sense of humor. I grew up in South St.Louis. Now I live in Springfield. It helps explain why a lot of people here don't get me. I'm a culture shock.When I was young my mom would send me out to play to ground me because I'd rather sit in my room and read.
I had 2 sons. D.J. was the oldest. He died 7 years ago. Joe, the youngest, just got married in Sept. to a wonderful girl. I also have a spare son that I love dearly. A spare child is one that you promised his mother on her deathbed that you'd beat him like he was your own. Since he's 6'4" 290 lbs. that's an accomplishment. I also have rental children. That's all of D.J.'s friends and Joe's that will drive down the street and yell "Hey Mama Dawg! We love you!"
I've been writing my whole life. Mainly poetry. Lately though, I've gotten into short stories and children's stories. I have 2 half books started, but I started them before D.J. died. So, we'll see. So keep an eye out for my work. It's nothing like my bio basically because I have more of a black personality, In fact my neighbor's daughter read one of my stories and said it was "too white" to have come from me. I'm not a wanna be. It's just me. I love music. All kinds. Except heavy metal and opera. My favorites are blues and R&B.

My passion is ...

music

I know too much about ...

what hell feels like

My parents always told me ...

be respectful. It will get you farther than your smart mouth.

My childhood ambition ...

open a ranch for hard to adopt kids

My favorite memory ...

going to the country when I was 11

Why I write ...

I need to

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

B.B.King

My first job ...

bakery

My best moment ...

when my boys and all their friends give me hugs when they leave

My inspiration ...

Mark Twain

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Blue Jean Queen and Her Court It was fifteen years, three months, and two days when I first saw these rolling green hills. I remember it distinctly because I was in awe of them, the spring rains had turned them the brightest shade of green. They were covered with what seemed like almost rows of yellow daffodils. It looked like a giant, sweet watermelon. The smell of it all was almost too much to bear .I smile each time I remember seeing the hills the first time. I thought, finally, a fresh start. A clean slate. The only differences are the hills haven't had any rain, and they're a burnt sh...

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