Eighteen years ago, a Mexican American Inmate laid down his love of writing into a struggling mind with equivalent of a third grade education to help me understand how words are broken-down into lovely music the mental voice delights in asking - those beautifully formed sounds of syllables - to step on imaginations dance floor and waltz.
I'm Caucasian and Cherokee. Nature is the Native Americans way of thinking; when nature is mixed with imagination, romance waltz's with language. Take my hand, walk with me to a lake where the moonlight dances across the water like gold dust before your eyes, and the lightning bugs - the firefly of nature - wink at your lovely reflection in the water.
Interesting and enjoyable writing entertains the reader. I enjoy the style of writing that grabs the imagination and shocks creativity from it - I peeked, clandestinely, allured, by each heartbeat. Prying eyes, behold, curiousity, feeds the mind.
Sometimes, however, English grammar, sentence structure, and use of imagery can be a rock the mind brakes itself against, trying to understand, and learning is left incomplete - not fully developed.
In writing, there is always room for improvement. Should you be struggling, or would like to be more creative, age, nationality, sex, education matters not, only your willingness to write does. It's a love laid down into my mind.
Whatever your interest, improving writing skills, or correspondence only, please take into consideration that I earn only five dollars a week, but answer I will - promise.
Or e-mail me here please put my name in your letter I share this box with several others.
