I am obsessed with peace. Yet I release chaos, in my words and my writing. I expel from within negativity that I myself piled up high. I piled it up in storage as the familiar. What am I to do with happiness, contentment the peace that I so desire?
I am not obsessed with peace, I’m obsessed with finding what is me, what is mine and sticking to it. Not like a feather of an artist, drawn to inspiration and impulsive waves of creativity.
I often write poems about how I feel. The frustration and pain of love lost and found. My longings and desires I cannot hold on to inside and refuse to share with others so I have to write it down. I try to write of important things like self love, and acceptance and going after ones dreams. Yet its the craving and aching in my heart that gets printed.
My stories reveal my passion for the unknown world of science fiction that involves erotica and logical horror.
Logical horror….I swear its real.
I’m back on the ride of my life aka my writing career. Partake in contributing to my awesome talent and career by purchasing my journal Inspire which you can find on Amazon Here.
My first poetry book will be published soon. A collection of poems on love and heartbreak to pick you right up.