I'm 47 years old married 4 children. own a cat. Love to write poetry and make hand crafted crystal beaded jewellery, basic items. Love to draw and would die without music. i am not the usual sagittarius. I am temperamental and love solitude but love my kids dearly, oh and my husband.

Have so far enjoyed putting some of my stories up on here. I will be going slower than i did over on that 'other' site. I am not putting anymore up until i have gotten at least one complete. The OS's i have can be put up, but i am in no rush. I enjoy taking my time when writing and reading. I like to sketch a little as well, when possible.

DANGER, WILL ROBINSON, DANGER...

*Gun shots heard*

Now, on with the A/N.

WARNING; This writer has accidentally deleted her documents from the USB stick and now does not have two thirds of what she has written, of which all of it is complete. Since ff take down anything that has even a cuss word in it with a M 18+ rating said writer is unable to ever get them back. She only has a small percentage of them on TWCS, so will not even be able to recoup a third of what she has lost.

So please forgive me and have patience while I lose my shit with everyone in this house and PMS their asses for saying what the fuck, mum?

Yep! I am a total bitch, no denying it, when that woman's problem arises. I hate being 46 years old.

I love writing my fanfiction and to have permanently lost them has hurt me deeply. I damn well CRIED. ME! So not what I normally do. I mean, I never cried as a kid when I saw my brother in the middle of a busy road getting bumped about by cars. I then witnessed it for real weeks later.

I never freaked out when one of my younger sisters ended up in hospital in an oxygen tent, then received a phone call saying Becca was in hospital in the oxygen tent due to asthma attack.

2002-2003 somewhere there, my youngest who is 14 years old now, started choking. The family in front of us at the local swim pool began panicking. Me? Hell! I placed him belly down as mum did to someone many yrs ago and started rubbing and patting his back. Not much upchuck, so picked him up and had his head facing over my shoulder, he tossed up god only knows what, but he was breathing. I got husband to get them all packed up and we went to the hospital to make sure he has nothing in his throat at all left there from that day. He got the all clear and they disapproved of my methods, and I smiled and said thank you.

Our family doctor believes I done what instinct called me to do. And that is what I did.

So me panicing means I am unable to solve the problem and I rarely have that PROBLEM

So my apologies to all who read my writings, I will try to get the incomplete on TWCS done and uploaded to it.

All because she managed to get a new, if but a cheap one, laptop. Then using the USB stick she attempted transferring files to it, then on to the other laptop. Pity she had one demanding money, the other screaming they are punching c**** in the face at school and daughter visiting and taking whatever food we have for who lives here and scarfing it down, then happily leaving. my eldest is coming home cussing people out, argues with dad and me at times, and i am trying to transfer music pictures single documents folders worth of all the chapters for the story each folder is for.  

Is it a wonder i deleted the lot by accident? 

Regards and god bless you all

Wendy Bradley

18th-4th-2016