About Anne

For me, a long-time writer who can no longer write anything but the story of what was done to my life, and who did it, this website is the only book I have left in me. The last and only story I now care about telling. It’s comprised of the website pages themselves, plus all of the blogs to which the site is linked. Most of the blogs are here on WordPress, but there are a few elsewhere too. Linking all of this material together, editing it, adding photos, is time-consuming and new learning for me.

You’ll find poetry, some photos, maybe eventually some unfinished drawings. You’ll read about my animals, and the social “service” agencies that presided over the destruction of my life. You’ll read about a man who says his name is Matthew Lacoy, and the things he told me about my life, and you’ll probably then decide I’m a delusional nutcase and stop reading. But if you have the intelligence and sensitivity to read thoroughly, you’ll also find plenty of evidence that I’m not a nutcase, and then you  might be moved to understand how devastating these events have been and still are. You’ll read something unlike any blogging I’ve seen on the internet thus far, and maybe that will put you off. I’m not here to entertain people, as so many other bloggers seem to be. I’m not here to give you news critique or any other kind of thing you might usually ask of the internet. I’m here to tell one person’s story, which is all I have any authority to tell. And with that story are all the very human emotions: sadness, grief, rage, bitterness, fear, regret and so on. I hope you have the fortitude for real human stuff that actually happened.

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5 Comments

  1. tobymarx said,

    April 27, 2010 at 5:24 pm

    I know what you mean about your life being the only story you care to tell about. In the end, it’s the only story you have. Keep telling it; I’ll keep reading it. I’ve already found inspiration in your words and I’ve only just begun to read them.

  2. andreathegoddess said,

    May 2, 2010 at 9:39 am

    I have chosen to tell me story as well, purely in my poems. It’s shocking that someone people are offended by that. That I am opening up and they are so uncomfortable with that.

  3. ruthnoakes said,

    June 3, 2010 at 10:21 pm

    I think I’ve found a safe haven here…I agree with tobymarx, and only just begun reading too

  4. contoveros said,

    September 12, 2010 at 6:16 am

    Story telling can be fun. It allows me to let the child inside play across the page sharing bits and pieces of a Life that still has much to offer every day.

    Nice to meet you.

    michael j
    Conshohocken, PA USA

    • braonthree said,

      September 13, 2010 at 5:06 pm

      I’m glad to meet you as well, Michael. I think our perspectives on what our lives still hold is very different, but perhaps we’re very different people. I hope that won’t stop us being mutual blog-readers. Anne


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