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When I was a child I didn't always know all of the words that I needed to express things verbally. I discovered that I could paint what I saw or what I was thinking with words. Whether it be frustration, anger, pain, happiness or excitement, I could express it better with my words after a little time alone in my head, than when I was trying to speak them to another person. Ideas continued to come to me, like lightning flashes they demand attention and I have to respond to those flashes with my "good" pen in hand. Sometimes I write stories, sometimes p more... Biography, Contact Author, Read Reviews, |
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Short Stories • I Remember You • The Canary and the Lily • The Dryers • The Hard Line • To Picture A Wedding Dress Articles • Easier said than done • On Bullying • Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar Poetry • Finding Fault • Giving Up • Only one thing left to say… • The Debt • The First Time • Turbulence • What If? • Where Are the Words? |
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