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Young Writers Society


creativityrules


Welcome, stranger. Wait. That isn't right. I sincerely doubt that you're stranger than I am.

If you want to know about me, read my stories.


Interests

Writing short stories, attempting to write poetry, acrylic painting, being a library hermit, spending hours digging through junk at flea markets, coffee, and indie music.

Occupation

Artistic Beatnik


Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
— Unknown