Peaches

I've been writing forever it seems. I don't remember exactly when I began but by the time I was eight I had started a collection. I have even got some of those poems and stories still tucked away, to remember. I am at a point where my writing is beginning to transform into something else and I'm enjoying the ride, seeing where it will take me.

I'm fun loving, a little childish, can act like a real ditz, and come off as a total flirt. I am also fairly responsible, thoughtful, and caring. My main thought in life is don't knock it if you haven't tried it. I like to remain open to new ideas and perspectives. I believe it takes many people of many views to make the world go round. I believe in each person's right to be themselves.

I am a mix of multiple cultures...Cherokee, Norwegian, Black Irish, and Scotch/English. I find it easy to get along with everyone.

I began writing as an outlet for pain, and much of my earlier writings were dark and almost suicidal in nature. My childhood and first marriage were marked by abuse of one nature or another. However, as I broke free of the cycle I was determined to move away from this. My writing went through a transisiton much like growing pains. For a while I wouldn't even show anyone what I wrote, it seemed if I wasn't writing about pain and death it came out all wrong. But I found that when I stopped writing a part of me ached for a pen or pencil. I'd find myself doodling on paper or writing words over and over. Finally, in desperation I began to write again. Not caring what I wrote just as long as it was there in front of me. Sometimes I would just write whatever came into my head, some of it made no sense at all...lol. Now that is behind me and I'm just beginning to see my writing take shape again.

I'm dabbling in some stories and working on a novel(?), but my true love is poetry. To me writing is an artistry. My pencil is my paintbrush and the words are the colors. I feel I am sucessful when I paint a picture and my readers can see the painting. So if the words reach out to you, and touch you; if they help you sort out something, or bring out something new in you, or just open your eyes to the possibilities, then I believe I have been sucessful.

Blessings to All
Peaches