I was born with a loose screw. I’m not kidding, I was. It has gotten me into trouble and out of trouble, so I can’t complain.
I was also born with an umbilical urge to write – or – tell stories – made up ones. That got me into a lot of trouble, and out of trouble, so, I can’t complain. 🙂
In 1991, I became a VERY famous artist. I drew, painted, and wrote painting instructions for a publisher. I had 13 painting books published – which is weird, because I never considered myself an artist. I was a faux artist, I guess.
Then in 2005, a simple medical procedure went terribly wrong that landed me in the ICU on life-support because of respiratory and multiple organ failure. Even though I beat the odds and survived, docs said my brain crashed (like how a computer crashes) and needed to…
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