: About Me

Candra French-Teshome is the Data/IT Specialist for a workforce development company based in Largo, MD. Since 2001, she has also worked for AARP, WBENC and NAHB as a Project Management Assistant, a Help Desk Coordinator and a Database Specialist. She has been responsible for communications management, (Twitter, Facebook and company websites), curriculum development and dissemination, and managing the day-to-day operations of the company networks and data solutions. Candra is also an independent professional writer focused on developing written materials for businesses in the areas of education, technology and spirituality. Candra lives in Maryland with her two children. When not working, Candra enjoys spending her time gardening, surfing social networking sites, reviewing movies and writing. Candra can be reached at cfrench@candrafrench.com or visit www.candrafrench.com.

My passion is ...

the development of stories requiring critical thinking that examine the human condition.

I know too much about ...

parenting.

My parents always told me ...

shoot for the stars, if you fall short, you still reside with the moon.

My childhood ambition ...

to become the best darn archaeologist, ever.

My favorite memory ...

every single Christmas with my mom.

Why I write ...

writing defines me, lays bare for the world how I think, and makes me understand the conflicts within the human spirit.

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

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, again.

My first job ...

cashier at McDonald's.

My best moment ...

the revelation that I actually am a good writer.

My inspiration ...

life.

Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Life reexamined

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PROLOGUE North America The cold rain pelted his face as he searched eternally for the end of the road. Heavy mist coaxed by the rising of the sun clung to his skin as it hung in the air. They appeared sienna in color and riddled with age, having sheltered the most innocent of creatures. The rain ceased briefly and the sun cast shadow through their deep green foliage as it graced his face and fell onto the trodden earth below. Then, it was gone again. There had been many years of difficult decision, painful deceit and mislead moral reliance before the fork appeared, so briefly at first, thr...

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