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The Day I Decided I Didn’t Want to Live Anymore

Suzy Says:

Have you ever had an empty feeling in you? A void that was so deep and hungry, that costs your human spirit unrest, uneasiness, and desperation to get out of this ridiculous system called life?

No human affection, no promise of hope, and no logical reasoning could get you out of the hole that never slumbers or silences. There lies a heavy dark sadness, shrouded in uncertainty and guilt that you are wasting valuable time; valuable time meant to spend finding truth, or some means to a purpose. And even deeper lies the chaotic, lingering nightmare of your psyche: that there is absolutely no point in your existence.

You ask yourself, “Why am I so unhappy? I have people that love me. I have security. I have opportunity. I have material objects that bring leisure and pleasure to my life. I have everything I need.”

But yet you…

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By Amy Brock McNew

Author. Blogger. Fighter.

Former nurse and martial artist.

Amy doesn’t just write speculative fiction, she lives and breathes it. She enthusiastically explores the strange, the supernatural, and the wonderfully weird. She pours her guts onto the pages she writes, honestly and brutally revealing herself in the process. Nothing is off limits. Her favorite question is “what if?” and she believes fiction can be truer than our sheltered and controlled realities.

This wife and mom is a lover of music, chocolate, the beach, and cherry vanilla Coke. Her home is a zoo, filled with teenagers–both hers and those she seems to collect–two dogs, a cat, and various fish and amphibians. Strangely enough, her kids are the ones who have to tell her to turn the music down.

It is her firm belief that everyone should have a theme song.

Originally from Arkansas, Amy currently resides in Indiana. She and her Taekwondo-instructor husband are constantly acting like overgrown kids–and loving every minute of it. She longs for the day when her husband retires, so she can write her adventures of love and war on a back porch overlooking the ocean.

In flip flops.

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