Growing up lonely and misunderstood as a child, living on a rather large farm located down a long, deserted road where few seldom visited, I learned to amuse myself reading books. Then I began to write poetry; then I began to make up stories which I carried around with me in a worn-out manilla folder for many years until one day I decided to share them with the world. Although I left the farm for the city as soon as I could find my way out, this country girl heart will always live inside. more...
