I was born in Jackson, MS, and raised in the delta in the of town of Mound Bayou, the oldest black U.S. Municipality. Not until my sixth grade year did I understand how the written word could benefit me in how I managed precarious circumstances. I contributed to the newly, re-circulated version of my high school's newspaper.  During my college years, I traveled the undecided road to the field of study that would garner me a stable life. Unfortunately, stability has yet to show her homely face. Now, in my early thirties, I look with a keener eye towards the direction where I want to spend the rest of this universal currency called lifetime.