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About the author:
Veronica Thornton a.k.a. Vee was always gifted with the art of verbal and written communication although she was never a big talker yet quite the observer and listener. In her youth she wrote notes to herself and others when she could not verbalize what she was feeling. Many thought her writings to be poetic and inspiring in nature. Her empathetic feelings caused her to keep writing later in life as a way to release all the emotions and questions that were presented to her that otherwise remained nonverbal. While most of her writings remained private it was during her educational pursuits Vee was strongly encouraged to pursue a writing career due to her versatility in topics, styles and ability to articulate her thoughts in a clear, creative yet relatable manner.
Vee is from Cleveland, Ohio and a mother of 2. She is a member of several online poetry groups and has had a few highlights thus far.
What inspired you to write your book?
There were various things that inspired me to write this book. For the most part it was the re-occurring conversations many people had with the varying viewpoints but one thing that was often overlooked were the underlying questions and the need for empathy in those conversations that many could not attain or vocalize. I couldn't help but think why not go beyond the surface of the obvious questions to look at all the different answers. Colloquies are just deep conversations. So I figured there were a variety of ways to get the conversations started even if in small settings. If one person asks themselves questions that go beyond that of their own understanding then the conversations will continue and everyone would be inspired to just conversate about more than superfluous things that distract us from the real issues.
Here is a short sample from the book:
If I could dance with the wind and feel the rain against my skin I would feel it deep within the chill from the rain would silently drive me insane while washing away all my pain the way the water would dance on my skin would be guided by the wind leaving me with no way to pretend I want to feel it again and again there’s just something about the way it feels that lets me know it’s real at times it just gently caresses my face while ……..