From an early age, I always knew I wanted to be a writer, since around age 12, I believe. I took Creative Writing, in high school, writing short stories, poems, and essays, my favorite venues. I'd also enjoyed the weekly writing contests we'd had way back in elementary school. I'd taken it-- Creative Writing again in community college, which I briefly attended. Large portions of my materials are manuscripted or stored on my computer documents, and as of 2018, I hope to accelerate the pace of posting and of publishing. (Can sometimes seem like a slow process).
My essay--writing interests largely revolve around human--our species' evolution and direction: who are we, WHAT are we, and WHAT is our next step-- in WHAT direction are we heading, in this new millennium... the 21st century?
I like to call it my Millennium project: developing a new thought and ideology for our time, rooted in our prehistoric origins-- reestablishing the lost identity and trajectory of our species.
I work at Mayo Clinic/Hospital here in Jacksonville, a job I'be held for a little over 22 years now in Environmental Services, another term for Housekeeping/MAINTENANCE. I first started in early February 1996-- February 5th or 6th I believe, part-time, which is from 6' o'clock p.m. to 10:00 p.m.. My mother actually got me the job, as she was seeking extra part-time work herself.
In early May of that year-- 5 months later-- I got a full-time position, the hours being 6:00p.m. to 2:30a.m, and I've been working these hours-- third shift-' ever since. At that time, I was working at a grocery store during the day "Publix", a job I'd held from August of 1994 until December of 1997.
Mines is a close-knit family, being from Georgia, and have always lived in close proximity to or with one another. My mother, Gladys, turned 63 this January. She's basically retired, and spends her time baby-sitting her 7 year old grandson, Christopher, my sister's child.
My sister Gaynelle turned 45 last December, 2017, and has worked in banking most not her life-- quitting her job 2 years ago as an assistant vice president at Bank of America. She now works at a new less hectic bank. She divorced about 6 years ago, and is now a single mother.
My younger brother, Justin, is 32, and recently had a baby with his girlfriend Amy, born October 1st of last year, 2017. He works as a computer programmer/coder at a nearby plant. He learned computers from our father, who'd served 20 + years in the Navy. He'd retired in 1995, afterwards becoming a long-haul truck driver. He passed away in late January of 1999 at the age of 42... same as his father, who'd also passed away at 42 in 1977, and had served in the Navy for many years, afterwards, working at an airport. They both died of heart disease: my grandfather on the operating table, and my dad while asleep in the camper of his truck while delivering a load to Alabama. They'd both been heavy smokers all their lives.
I'm around 5'5 in height, and have often been told I don't look my years (how often have we been told that lol ?)
But the problem with a more youthful appearance is you're sometimes not taken as seriously.
I LOVE being a member of this site, and wouldn't be the writer I am without it, and without the WONDERFUL skilled people who comprise it. You are my family, a GREAT family, and I can't think of a better one to be part of . It would be a tall order to do so.