About

Hi I’m Maria VA Johnson. I’m a voracious reader (at last count I have approx 400 books, not including the ones on Kindle) with a Bachelor of Arts Honours Degree in English and Creative Writing. Put the two together and what do you have? EDITING! I love editing; the challenge of taking a raw manuscript and turning it into a book people would love to read is very fulfilling. I specialise in Fantasy novels, anything from Children’s to Adult, however, I have the ability to edit any genre.

I have lived most of my life in Essex, England – please don’t torture me with the stereotypes! – but took a hiatus from there with University in Lancaster, just south of the Lake District. Strangely enough I saw more typical ‘Essex’ behaviour there than I did at home! I now live in Ipswich.

I have been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder, though I don’t consider it a disability, but rather a different way of looking at the world. If you want to know more about it, visit the National Autistic Society page at: https://www.autism.org.uk/

I first got into writing seriously when I was in 6th Form, when I wrote a poem for my Nan’s funeral. It was heavily plagiarised – but it was my first attempt, and I grew to love poetry from there. I even got a poem published in an anthology in my second year of Uni, as well as being nominated for International Young Poet of the Year. If you want to know more about me… just wait and see what I’ll post next!

I have a collection of my early poetry out, as well as pieces in a couple of anthologies.

This is for my Nan, I love and miss you.

Angels

You used to call me your Little Angel,

Now you are one of them,

Your boundless kindness never was met,

And always you were a gem.

~

Your body always was around me,

Now your spirit is everywhere,

I know I should not mourn your passing,

But it’s more than I can bear.

~

I will not stand at your grave and weep,

For I know the truth,

You are happy where you are,

Though I have no proof.

~

This is not your resting place,

I will not stand and cry,

For I know you are not there,

And that you did not die.

~

I know these words can never express,

The love I feel for you,

Yet this is my only chance to say,

Loving you, I was born to do.

~

This is copyrighted to Maria VA Johnson, but I have posted it here for all those in need of a poetry reading for a funeral. Please feel free to use this.

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