: About Me

The epitome of my writing encompasses experience, growth, and definition of my soul. Winning is an honor and signifies intense dedication. I welcome additional opportunities.

I learned to recognize and resolve my strengths and weaknesses while serving as an editor-in-chief of my college newspaper. Developing connections and implementing feedback from other members are two benefits of being a Gaslight Writer. Creating and maintaining the group's website offered me opportunities for expanding my knowledge, creativity and problem solving skills.

As part of my freelance writing, I broaden my field of experience through Marketplace. I enjoy rating the articles by fellow writers; thus, helping to develop their craft. The community allows me to strengthen my communication skills and confidence.

My website is a new direction for me and I work with a sense of vigor to update it on a weekly basis. I include samples of my: writing, interviews with fellow writers, activities, and miscellaneous features. I will add the link to it no later than June 6, 2008.

I think about writing all the time. I can see stories in a passing train and a motorcyclist zipping down a curvy street. I write fiction and non-fiction, features and online content. Books in various stages await my creative spirit and enduring strength. May God bless me with a day of peace and quiet!

My passion is ...

writing

I know too much about ...

sharing ideas

My parents always told me ...

stay out of trouble unless it involved me directly

My childhood ambition ...

to save the world from itself

My favorite memory ...

involves holidays and lazy days

Why I write ...

to find peace, define myself and have a place to release

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

music of different types, funny movies and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Ronald Dahl

My first job ...

childcare

My best moment ...

becoming a mother, and realizing my children really do listen

My inspiration ...

my father and mom

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: My first kiss

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I dreamed of my first kiss with the passion and vigor often seen in movies and soap operas. I could feel the warmth of arms circling my body. The scent of cologne would tickle my very being. I felt positive that the kiss would never leave the frontlines of my memory. No, it never will; yet, for reasons unknown to me at the time. I was in middle school and dating my first "real" boyfriend. He was taller than me, and very handsome. His dark hair, quirky charm, and manners caused shivers to light my senses on fire as we held hands and laughed about matters I can no longer recall. What I do re...

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