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GilSH



Booksie Address: http://www.booksie.com/GilSH
Country: United Kingdom
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Favorite book: Now and Then - Gil Scott Heron
Member Since: Oct 1, 2012

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GilSH

The Ascent of Priam - A Fighting Fantasy -

Short Story by GilSH
Posted: Oct 15, 2012
This is a short 'Choose Your Own Adventure' story with...
Tags:soldiers, love, revenge, romance, monster, war, fantasy, mythology, adventure, hero, killed

GilSH

Min; My First True Love

Poem by GilSH
Posted: Oct 7, 2012
A poem about my first true love, and progress and missing...
Tags:love, loss, poem, poetry, jealousy, dreams, sadness, missing

Emsomnia (photographic poetry)

Poem by GilSH
Posted: Oct 1, 2012
This is just a silly poem I wrote to a girl I was seeing...
Tags:love, poem, romance, photo, insomnia, photograph, emma, scribbling

GilSH

Prose and Cons - Pieces of a Man

Book by GilSH
Posted: Oct 1, 2012
This is just various scribblings, typings, memories and...
Tags:depression, women, violence, music, africa, beer, poverty, pirates, blood, drunk, literature

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The Ascent of Priam - A Fighting Fantasy -

Short Story by GilSH
Posted: Oct 15, 2012
This is a short 'Choose Your Own Adventure' story with...

Min; My First True Love

Poem by GilSH
Posted: Oct 7, 2012
A poem about my first true love, and progress and missing...

Emsomnia (photographic poetry)

Poem by GilSH
Posted: Oct 1, 2012
This is just a silly poem I wrote to a girl I was seeing...

Prose and Cons - Pieces of a Man

Book by GilSH
Posted: Oct 1, 2012
This is just various scribblings, typings, memories and...



I am 32. And the typical feral offspring of a heroin addict father and a 16 year old mother. I lived like a character from 'Lord of the Flies' until going to jail at 19. Released at 22 I was much more organised and made far more money which was promptly spent on champagne, cocaine and girls I can't name.

I eventually realised at 24, through selling drugs to students, that things called universities existed. Of course I knew previously that they existed in an abstract sense like I know the Taj Mahal exists, but I had never known people who went to them. Where I grew up nobody had a job. Not for more than 6 weeks anyway. Time passed and I managed to get into college as I had luckily done some GCSE's when I was locked up and before long I gained a 2:1, BA (Hons) Degree in English Literature.

Time passed some more and so far, after spending three years and 10's of thousands of pounds on my degree all I have benefited from it is cushier jobs when I have twice more landed back in jail. If you care to know how that came about maybe you could read the 5000 words or so I put up you might learn a bit more about me, if you are interested, and I understand if you aren't. Thank you for your time.

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