About Me



 Writing a compelling profile, a call to action, or giving a voice to others who need to be heard, is how I approach my writing with compassion and heart.  Thorough research develops the writing, breathes life into the words, and engages the reader.
    My writing includes magazine articles; marketing pieces on healthcare; newsletter and blog content; education; humorous essays; short stories; suspense novels; character profiles; plays; visual art; proposals; poetry; and editing services. Contact: joan.reid@yahoo.com
    Feel free to browse all the posts as well as the pages with my resume, writing samples and links.



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And the Woman Smiled

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"And the Woman Smiled" is the title of a debut poetry book which traces experiences from girlhood to adult, and beyond.  Published in my nom de plum, Gianna B. Reid, it is available on Amazon. Amazon Link  Here is a sample poem: Wind When I was a little girl, I believed trees created wind. The frantic motion of the branches was empirical proof. The howling confirmed it more. I thought if trees could just be still, the winds of march and November gusts would cease. Now I am older, wiser. Wind is because everyone is talking at once. And the Woman Smiled © Gianna B. Reid 2017 Amazon Link
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Snow Surfing

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     When I awoke this morning I felt my age of somewhere between the beginning of time and the present.  Peeked outside to see a feast.    A perfect morning with bright sunlight, a virgin snowfall, and the sky a deep sea blue.  So what it was 19 degrees.  So what if the wind made it feel like 6.  Two pairs of pants, layers of sweaters, two pairs of gloves, heavy jacket, scarf and boots made it feel almost like summer.        A 12 year old kid grabbed her surf snowboard and headed toward the hill behind a nearby school. There were only two other children there with their dad.  After several sweeps into the soft powder, I asked for a quick photo. Immediately after there was more surfing, climbing the hill, and some hoots of excitement.      The snow hugged the trees and carpeted the road, and allowed me to grasp a wisp of youth.
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