THIS SITE HAS BEEN CLOSED FOR OVER A YEAR. Now I’m trying to figure out if my fanbase is still out there. If you are, say something. Comment. Like. Something so I know you guys are still here. In the meantime, I am going to be giving the site a little bit of a facelift. A lot has changed so there is a learning curve with the block system and stuff. I want to ultimately make this more user-friendly, which should be achievable because one of my degrees is in computer science. But, it’s been a long time since I used the languages and tips. So, links might send you to the wrong place. I’m working on it. Sorry. I hope you understand.
Drem, her current pen name, is a 20-something girl from the East Coast living with a chronic incurable illness. She refuses to die before seeing Billy Joel sing in person.
She has been writing fairly consistently since age ten.
She has been published in numerous magazines, newspapers, and anthologies in the New York area.
She worked as a reporter and photographer for a NY borough daily newspaper for several years, and editor and contributor for one magazine in NYC for two years, as well as a freelancing contributor to a bunch of other ones.
Now she’s a freelancing personal art curator.
Drem’s work here mainly features trauma/biographical poetry.
Her physical pain inspires a lot of her darker work. If you read more than one piece, you will soon find all of her stuff pretty much centers around chronic pain, with extensions on other depressing aspects of life including by not limited to dealing with domestic violence, anxiety, depression itself, PTSD and more sad-face-causing inspirations.
Her photographs, drawings and personal art collection, on the other hand, reveal how beautiful she can see the world.
She hopes to connect with people on here and hopes that someone finds her work interesting.
To contact Drem, please comment below.
You can alternatively email her at ArtofDrem@Gmail.com