I was ready for the verdict of a common criminal who wasn’t going to be spared the needle. I was my own judge. I was on the jury without consideration. I was granted my request — DEATH! I no longer felt credible reasons to breathe one more breath, so I…

The Sole Reason You Just don’t WANT To WRITE I WANT to Make a Living from the thing I love doing most! I DONT Want to settle for second best anymore. I WANT TO WRITE! — And I am not Screaming to the top of my lungs — I’m just…