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I want to remember what it feels like to hold life in the palm of my hand.

These nine stories are first and foremost autobiographical. They are also true. In the early 1970's my parents decided to leave England in search of a more interesting life; fueled by a lifetime of adventure stories my father was desperate to see the world, to experience adventure and to see what little remained of real cultures before the bland cookie-cutter culture of the United States finally took hold.
For the next forty years my parents remained overseas choosing to live in some of the harshest environments and I was fortunate enough to be taken along.
We were not explorers, nor were my parents interested in being 'the first' at anything; but what spurred them on, what kept them going into their retirement, was the desire to not just simply visit distant lands, but to live there, to try as best they could to experience the daily lives of the people they lived amongst.
The stories in this small book are a snap shot of some of the things we saw and experienced. They are in chronological order starting in the early 70's in the Middle East and ending in 2006 in the Pamir mountains.

This is a fanfiction of the Disney film Frozen, set before the events of the film.
Princess Anna is resentful of her older sister Elsa, but thinks things will change when she sings "Come and Help me Hide the Body" at her sister's door.
A mix of horror and humour, filled prodigiously with brackets, non sequiturs, frozen puns, silly references, and anvils.

Love lasts for an eternity, but what if you found that someone again in life and they don't know who you are. How would you prove to them that you are the one and that you are their true love.

Are people really who they say they are should you really trust a PRETTY LITTLE HEARTBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!

This is literally a collection of poems and other nonsense that jumps into my mind through out the days. You know, those little catchy things that you like and have to write down before you forget them or you play around with them in you head and before you know it their stuck in there until you do something with them?
This will continue to grow as things pop up. I am warning you now:
SOME MAY BE BASED OFF OF SOMETHING COMPLETELY RANDOM!!!
What I mean by random is: A story about a city of cannibalistic cats or a rhyming song that can't have more than two words that rhyme at any given time. The really random ones can be blamed on my Creative Writing class. Sorry if you don't like any of them, but I am making this -- not you. If you have any ideas feel free to send them to me and make comments on any of the prompts in here. Criticize it helpfully, not spitefully. Feel free to take any of the ideas in here and make them your own, just please let me know first!? I want to read what you come up with!
This collection will never be actually be published. It is just for fun. (And yes. I know my poems may not actually follow any poetic format. I really don't care that much, and like them how they are, thank you very much.)

I want to remember what it feels like to hold life in the palm of my hand.

These nine stories are first and foremost autobiographical. They are also true. In the early 1970's my parents decided to leave England in search of a more interesting life; fueled by a lifetime of adventure stories my father was desperate to see the world, to experience adventure and to see what little remained of real cultures before the bland cookie-cutter culture of the United States finally took hold.
For the next forty years my parents remained overseas choosing to live in some of the harshest environments and I was fortunate enough to be taken along.
We were not explorers, nor were my parents interested in being 'the first' at anything; but what spurred them on, what kept them going into their retirement, was the desire to not just simply visit distant lands, but to live there, to try as best they could to experience the daily lives of the people they lived amongst.
The stories in this small book are a snap shot of some of the things we saw and experienced. They are in chronological order starting in the early 70's in the Middle East and ending in 2006 in the Pamir mountains.

This is a fanfiction of the Disney film Frozen, set before the events of the film.
Princess Anna is resentful of her older sister Elsa, but thinks things will change when she sings "Come and Help me Hide the Body" at her sister's door.
A mix of horror and humour, filled prodigiously with brackets, non sequiturs, frozen puns, silly references, and anvils.

Love lasts for an eternity, but what if you found that someone again in life and they don't know who you are. How would you prove to them that you are the one and that you are their true love.

Are people really who they say they are should you really trust a PRETTY LITTLE HEARTBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!

This is literally a collection of poems and other nonsense that jumps into my mind through out the days. You know, those little catchy things that you like and have to write down before you forget them or you play around with them in you head and before you know it their stuck in there until you do something with them?
This will continue to grow as things pop up. I am warning you now:
SOME MAY BE BASED OFF OF SOMETHING COMPLETELY RANDOM!!!
What I mean by random is: A story about a city of cannibalistic cats or a rhyming song that can't have more than two words that rhyme at any given time. The really random ones can be blamed on my Creative Writing class. Sorry if you don't like any of them, but I am making this -- not you. If you have any ideas feel free to send them to me and make comments on any of the prompts in here. Criticize it helpfully, not spitefully. Feel free to take any of the ideas in here and make them your own, just please let me know first!? I want to read what you come up with!
This collection will never be actually be published. It is just for fun. (And yes. I know my poems may not actually follow any poetic format. I really don't care that much, and like them how they are, thank you very much.)