Military for 40 years without ever joining. 17 yrs with dad and 23 with the ex. Europe, central and south America, and the great United States of America, have been my playground. The life of a daughter, wife, mother and now a 15 year divorcee of men who had dreams and daughters I no longer know. I lived dreams beyond anything I could have imagined. I just went with it and the ride was awesome, even if filled with challenges. Dreams of espionage and dangerous missions, families left behind .... Well that was them, yes and me, but my story is yet to be told. I wonder if I really have a dream, a story. Well I'm about to find out. I'm just gonna write..write here.That was then this is now.

Occasional Writer

There's not a great deal to tell

My name is Danny and I love writing. I have a Blog on WordPress and it is gradually building up a following so pretty please go check it out. I also run my own YouTube channel (Sibling Junction) where I post weekly comedy/entertainment Vlogs. I finished a degree in English Studies at Bedfordshire University in 2013 and have had previous work writing for a holiday website: http://walkingacrosseurope.info/.

I grow up a only child with my mother. My mother always work so hard to support both of us but she forgot to love me as her son, though she didn't do it on purpose cause a woman working that hard for her child by herself is hard already but raising a boy even makes it worst. So i grow up always feeling alone and neglect everyone around..... because they neglect me first after i greet them.
BUT NOW
Eheh, I'm the most jolly-crazy-fun loving brute that everyone loves. I'm basically that brother you can't stand but can never hate. Reason why I became this way, is because I was too stubborn to give up on my life and give in too darkness.

Stay-at-home dad. Cook. Cleaner. Chauffeur. Expert folder of pink clothes.

Occasional writer.

Publisher of your opinions, stories and original writing at WriteHere.

Insomniac.

Glutton for punishment.

Some days are golden. Moments overwhelm you with beauty and light and make you feel you might explode. Other days are a dull grey, or black, or just empty, and you drift from moment to moment wondering what that fleeting, nameless sensation you feel about your heart is. It seems to me that too often feelings cannot catch up with thoughts, or perhaps it is the other way around, and what we feel cannot be put into coherent words or even thoughts, because it is the metaphysical and is not meant to be explained or analysed. Our lives are made up of moments and thoughts. This is a way to recording some of mine.

Other things....
Penguins fountain pens theatres instant coffee fairy wings creme eggs Space mojitos dress-up rainbows bare feet cookies ukulele butterfly kisses peanut-butter ice-cream Jessie Buckley bluebells barbie movies second hand books indigo and violet, Lists.

numb.

I am a changing story.

Female. 19. Studying Drama. Philosophical, lover of quotes, poems and music. Writing for me is a sort of release/ escape from the world. Helps makes things a little clearer.