"I want children to see their wonder, " says Laurie Woodward. "The magical part, that when nurtured, births amazing things. Films. Paintings. Stories. Song."A children's fantasy author, Laurie Woodward does just that through her books, blog, or work as an anti-bullying advocate. Currently, she has four published novels, a co-written memoir with dolphin naturalist, Dean Bernal, as well as poems in the critically acclaimed A Hudson View Poetry Digest, and short stories in California Writer's Club anthologies.
Finding Joy
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- Date de parution27/01/2022
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Résumé
My name is Joy, Joy Chappell. Over the top, I know, but my Mom wanted me to sound all innocent. And maybe I was, in my own way. Can a car stealing, pot smoking, LSD tripping chick be innocent? I thought so. Even though it was always on my mind. It, the thing we never talked about. It that Mom hid with Cover Girl and I lied to my friends about. It, making me dream that someday the light of hippie sun would shine down as we danced barefoot in meadows.
Naïve, I know. But when you're a kid you see the world through your own eyes. And when you're high to boot, everything is tinged with a soft mist, like an out of focus camera, and you trust people, thinking they just want to give you a ride. Even with It, I never knew people were truly ugly until that night. I really thought the face inside was just a mask, one I could melt away with my Kodachrome soul.
But I was wrong. And by the time I figured it out, it was too late. I was seventeen, and I was about to die.
Naïve, I know. But when you're a kid you see the world through your own eyes. And when you're high to boot, everything is tinged with a soft mist, like an out of focus camera, and you trust people, thinking they just want to give you a ride. Even with It, I never knew people were truly ugly until that night. I really thought the face inside was just a mask, one I could melt away with my Kodachrome soul.
But I was wrong. And by the time I figured it out, it was too late. I was seventeen, and I was about to die.
