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WHO - I am Naomi...true daughter of Mother Earth - born to a human mother...an accident I had NO control over WHAT - I write what is inside me at a given moment, or for a specific person - some dark, some angry, some whimsical...others erotic, but I am incapable of writing "nice" and pretty poems or rhymes - I truly believe my stomach would curdle and my blood turn to acid if I tried doing that. So if the 'nice' and 'cute' is what you expect of me... don't bother wasting your time. WHY - any person who puts their pen to paper or fingers to keyboard have their own reasons for doing so. There is the standard answer of having a calling.. bleh! Or a passion or compulsion...whatever. WHEN - I have been scribbling my emotions down on paper for as long as I can remember...tearing them up and later going back again. Often a person whom I talk to will throw a phrase out at me and I will run with it and see whatever pours out of the murky depths of my mind. WHERE - any place really, but most often curled up on my bed or sprawled out somewhere - I am forever finding pieces of paper in strange places with notes scribbled on them. |
