So I'm considering a number of books to write. My favorite subjects are culture, diversity and self. With that being said I'm thinking of an autobiography. Since I'm still living...(thank God) it would simply be a timeline right? About life's events. My thoughts during and after my experiences.  At first I was against this idea- because most of what has happened could be viewed "negative." However, each experience has shaped me and allowed me to grow stronger and despite being knocked down...I've always been able to stand back up and keep moving...I've been thru so much and I honestly feel that God puts us on this earth for various reasons.  My goal would be to help uplift those in need, inspire, educate and continue my dream. 

That paragraph was so artificial.  Like that cheap brand of "juice" that costs 95 cent for a gallon... I told you I was rusty. I'm working on it...as well as myself. 

A bit of bad news.  I had this trunk in my basement. I had so many papers and essays and what not...and guess what? The basement FLOODED! I am hurt as my old disc's and stuff have been thrown away due to damage. It would've been nice to view my growth. I've had many journals, diary's and notebooks filled with thoughts, emotions and non sense... today's youth are blessed to have Facebook, Google and other alternatives to the ancient way of writing...with actual paper.

I'll come back when I have an idea...or I finish the thought process of my fiction piece.  Character development is rather time consuming!



Annihilating self doubt...: Life

Annihilating self doubt...: Life: R ight now...life consists of teaching, tolerating and torture...teaching children the phonetics of reading...tolerating the ignorance and s...

Life

Right now...life consists of teaching, tolerating and torture...teaching children the phonetics of reading...tolerating the ignorance and stupidity of others and torturing myself with the constant drifting... You probably think I'm speaking in code? Not exactly...I'm a mother...so I teach my children some kind of lesson daily.  Letters, numbers, viewing others because they too are human and not because their skin is different...or the same.  The sex talk.  How babies actually arrive in their mothers stomach...and yes...you will one day like girls (to the almost eight year old male who despises girls because they have "cooties.") Tolerating...something I've mastered...I find myself tolerating fecal matter far more than usual...I'm not sure why...but I do know that I've misplace pieces of my "self worth."  Which leads me to torture... not physical per say...but the outcome is sometimes the same...I remember when I had the world fooled.  I appeared in excellent physical condition, I had goals, dreams, aspirations and I resembled a woman that had her life planned...even my college mentor told me "I should be visiting you...you have it all together" little did she know...she was just another audience member.  Now that mirage has come back to haunt me...and tortures me daily...the lack of clarity... being placed in this position of superiority...scared and unable to fail...I've lost myself...

(my character...for the fiction piece)