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About me

I am a retired Senior Adult Protection Caseworker with a Bachelors degree in Social Work. Being retired, I have more time to devote to my passion - writing. I have written a Young Adult novel which I am hoping to have published.

Writing has always been in my blood. I remember, as a young girl in grammar school, being curled up in a corner with pen and notebook, scribbling down my thoughts. Poetry was my forte and I'd often, through the years, find myself running for pen and paper as a poem formed in my head. I wrote poems for friends and family, special occasions and, mostly, to express my thoughts and feelings.

I have been a Heliumite since April, 2008 when I saw an article about Helium in my local newspaper. I had to check it out and I've been hooked ever since. It is a great forum for writers and a wonderful place to meet and share with those who also have a passion for writing.

You can contact me at dondimc@verizon.net

Briefly me

My passion is ...

Writing and reading

I know too much about ...

My children's adolescent years

My parents always told me ...

to be honest & treat others with kindness

My childhood ambition ...

To marry and have a family

My favorite memory ...

Living on the alligator farm with my husband

Why I write ...

For self expression

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

I read most anything, watch mostly news and listen to soft rock

My first job ...

clerk in five and dime store

My best moment ...

Meeting my second husband & soul mate & finishing my first book

My inspiration ...

God, my mom and my husband

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Just published: Preparing for a book launch by Francine Silverman

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life & death: 19 of 71

One Life Ends, One Life Begins In our little, pop-up camper Your arm thrown over me all quiet except for the sound of crickets Earlier that day, a heart biopsy and echo everything looking good so far You sleep, knowing the biopsy is over once again I lie awake, listening Then, the faint sound of a helicopter in the distance The sound growing louder as it approaches the hospital Is it another organ being transported? Another life to be saved Another life lost A life ended, another saved The night sounds of a transplant facility I press your arm, giving silent thanks One Life Ends, One Life ...
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