I was born and raised in Mamre by my grandmother until the age of twelve. I went to stay with my parents, between the age of twelve until twenty-one. Home became a vague term until RDP formed some image of stability.
As the eldest of five the lot befell me to resign education in search for work. I have been a farm hand, in construction, painter, electrician, retail and security. The latter is where reading meant to fill the hours led to my first love, Writing.
Simple words by my brother(by life) led to this moment…”Let’s write our own.”
And I never stopped. Imagination is something I’ve always had, but thanks to a lovely lady Mary Faure I acquired the tools to set this imagination on paper. She sends me on writing courses (FREE) simply because she sees more in me. Thank you Mary Faure!