Im sure Randy Wood has wondered what happened to me. I think I last wrote him in December or so. In his last letter he talked about his visit with his wife. He asked me questions about what Christmas morning was like with such a big family.
He mentioned that cigarettes were $1.68 a pack when he got locked up.
I hope he is well and I hope that he has gotten his priveledges from being a model prisoner for 10 years. I cant wait to hear from him.
I gave my brother $100 last night and told him to take my husband and my dad out for a night on the town. For Fathers day. Hubby came dragging in about 3 am. Then my dad called this morning and said he had a headache as wide as all outdoors and that he kissed my ex-husbands new girlfriend at the bar. From what I hear, it was a real movie star kiss. Bent over backwards, foot in the air smackaroo. Im sorry I missed that.
I sat at home alone with a bottle of champagne and a tray of sushi. Not to terrible.
Im still debating if I should write to Paul Bernardo. I tremble when I thin of the abuse he went through as a child. But I have to say that I am afraid of him. He is a very scary individual to me.
I have almost a full two chapters of my book written WooHoo!Has anyone ever seen those things that show how much youve written and how far you have yet to go? I see them on everyones blogs and I want one.
Please keep in mind that this blog often has comments and statements directly from the women on death row. Statements of grief, statements of innocence, statements of regret and sorrow. If bearing audience to these women's feelings, my opinions or those of commenters offends you please do not read on.
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I write to, for and about female criminals. I write about the ones I believe are innocent, the liars and even the killers. Most of them are on death row or serving life without parole. They provide artwork, essays and poems to this blog and I provide them with books, magazines, correspondence classes, help for their families and personal hygiene items.