“Fated Truth”
By Tasha Gwartney
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September 3 – September 17, 2013
When
Ella Reese touched Jaxx’s hand for the first time she knew her life would never
be the same, never had a touch between two seemingly ordinary finger tips spark
a light so bright that Ella felt it ignite the embers burning deep within the
withered flower that she called a soul, with the mere brush of a finger Ella
bloomed, and Jaxx opened her eyes to a world where she could truly belong.
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Tasha Gwartney is a
Military wife and devoted momma to a handsome little man by day. At night she
drops her domestic goddess cloak and becomes an avid writer. She lives in
Central Louisiana with her family and two huskies. Tasha has been writing
poetry and short stories since she was ten years of age. There wasn’t ever a
time when a story plot wasn’t found somewhere in her head. Tasha has had
several of her poems published. She is looking forward to publishing many more
poems and novels as well.
Tasha has always
enjoyed bringing the worlds that begin inside her head to the minds of others.
Tasha Gwartney
started writing short stories when I was about ten years old. I would print
them out on the sides of worksheets in school, basically write them on anything
that was handy when the idea would pop up in my head. My elementary teachers
would tell me to stop because it was disruptive and not pertaining to the
subject that I was so post to be learning at the time.
All the way through
school I wrote. My short stories got longer and I branched out into poetry.
Some of my school teachers encouraged me to write. They even said they liked
some of my work. But it wasn’t until I was a junior in High School that it
really hit me that I wanted to do this. I wanted to write and reach people. To
put the stories that were bouncing against the walls of my mind down on paper,
and teleport someone into my own private world.
My Science teacher
caught me writing a poem on the back of a test during class one day. That was a
HUGE no-no in his class. You did not get side tracked. It was one of his major
pet peeves. He asked me to stay after class that day, and I was literally
shaking in my platform boots. He was majorly hard on people that ticked him off
during his classes. Come to find out, I wasn’t in trouble. He wanted to talk to
me about the poem that he had read on the back of my end of term test. He asked
if he could give it to his wife for their anniversary. I was so happy that I
wasn’t in trouble that I quickly said yes then shot from the room.
The poem that I wrote
on the back of that test was about love and loss. I had read a novel the night
before that really touched something hidden deep inside me. You have to
remember I was sixteen. I was a teen that knew nothing of truly feeling
emotions of love on this deep of a level. But the novel I read the night before
had me enthralled. I fell into the main character and felt every emotion that
she felt, celebrated her every triumph, and cried her tears when she lost the
man she loved. That was how I was able to write a poem on the back of a test
that touched even my grouchy Science teacher.
After that I wanted
to be that author that transported readers and wrote something that made them
feel every emotion that the characters I made come to life feel. This is the
reason that I write.
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