Marie-France EMOND

Who I am is much more a discovery than the result of the past. At some point, I guess my personnality was a calling from the futur that I experience more like a drag than willingly. Being different and finding light amoung the shadows of mankind made me understand the meaning of human weeknesses. Being a selfmade french writer and growing away from traditional education kept me sincere and genuine towards my art. What I retain from my lonely and desperate experience of povrety is a desire to find reality that even words could not describe. The spiritual adventure that was given to me is worth more than any given certificats, awards or social recognition. It belongs to me in such a way that it serves me as a protection. In my life, intuition and innocence are the keys opening the doors of sorrows and evil. I was born, the fifth of eight children and at the same time the first of a second generation. Playing on my feelings in order to survive, I paid heavily my way across self denial, self destruction and abusing relationships. I'm the woman of all trades, from barmaid to reporter, from vegetables grower to dedicated grandma. Right now I'm about to unlock the more powerful writing ever. I'm ready to untangle the knot that leads my secret garden in the public area. Wish me luck ...! To be free like a bird is the most terrifying thing for a soul who defines dignity as part of dying. So be it, may death qualifies me as a proud Mary. January 3, 2011.