|Favorite book:||The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac|
|Member Since:||Sep 17, 2008|
I am a masterful mix of things that never seem to blend well. I am veteran of the United States Navy...just recently got out about 2 years ago. I have been diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder with tendencies towards social anxiety. The medication I'm on gives me tremors and gets me all...agitated, so if I send you a comment or an e-mail with sentence fragments...blatent mispellings and the occasional sentence that makes absolutely no sense...please be patient with me. While writing articles and stories I have the mercy of spell check and my friends to make sure I do not produce absolute nonsensical babble. When writing comments on the fly though my fingers will occasionally fail me and at times dramatically so. It is hard to type with tremors and no spell check...trust me. I wish they would allow us to preview our comments so I did not have to blind shoot them into the dark with the hopes they turn out to be in english at the very least.
Beyond that though I have an abiding love of the written word. When I was a child and my mother...stepfather...and others would wreak havoc on me I turned to books of all things. I developed insomnia and the beginnings of suicidal tendencies but my books...oh my beloved books comforted me. I could be next to Scout Finch running through the woods in "To Kill A Mockingbird" or run through dank cellars in "Pillar Tombs of Atuan" I could find my refuge in "The Brothers Karamazov" and shed tears on the pages of "Walden and Civil Disobedience". So now, while struggling with the demons within me...a fight that is an everday one...I wish to return the favor authors worldwide have given to me. A place to go to...a dream to think of...a nightmare to remember...love to leave or to find...and someone to simply agree with.
Thank you for reading my works. I appreciate it and the criticism you give it.