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I'M A WOMAN

9/1/2012

I’m a living, breathing person
I think, work, and love as you do
I’m not an extension of you
Nor am I a part of the house
Not just mother or grandmother

I’m not a breeding animal
Nor child needing a parent
I’m a woman with desires
The need to be loved, heard, and seen
Recognized as a human being

Copyrighted 2012 Marta Moran
Bishop

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Whether I am reading, or writing I am taken out of myself and will return more enlightened. From the magic of the places I have been, the people I have met, and the story that captured me for a while.

My first book, Wee Three: A Mothers Love In Verse, a children’s poetry book, illustrated by Hazel Mitchell, was a collaborative effort and a labor of love. I took the short, sweet verses my grandmother wrote in the nineteen thirty’s for her children and expanded those and added additional verses of my own.

I have been called a prolific and versatile writer. I currently have two children’s poetry books, Wee Three: A Mother's Love in Verse and Innocence and Wonder, four novella's Darkness Descends, The Between Times, The Choosing, Keeping the Upper Paw: A Cat's Guide to Training Your Human

My novel Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal, based on the true story of my rescue foal and written from his point of view and is enjoyed by both children and adults alike. Dinky: The Nurse Mare's Foal, won best Equine Rescue book at the EQUUS Film Festival, for 2015 and 2016 season.

The Divide Series, takes us into a world that could be, it is a dystopian series that starts with book 1 Darkness Descends, and book 2 The Between Times, it tells the story of a bleak world, where society consists of the poor and the rich and the poor live in squalor, with only a prophecy for hope of a better future. It has a touch of paranormal in its pages.

I have written four adult poetry books and a variety of fantasy and paranormal stories. A few of them are stories that my mother wrote over forty years ago and I finished while others are new and vibrant stories.

I learned that one needed to have a plot and conversation to move the story forward from a particularly bad play I wrote at the age of six. It was the worst play ever written or performed. It was so awful my mother stopped the production after about three minutes.

I currently live on a small farm with my husband, three horses, cats and a green cheeked conjure named Jack. They help me remember to view the world through a child's innocence and keep me young and imaginative.

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