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I Am Writer

I am one who can create an entire world that never existed. I can imagine in my head epic battles…or the quiet flutter of a butterfly’s wings. In my world, in these dimensions, a lone warrior can travel into the very belly of the beast to claim his queen or he can walk the halls of a high school with no memory of the night before, save for a burn mark in his palm.

I Am…Writer.

For this first post in a new feature for Wednesdays, I posed a question: What does it mean to you be a Writer?

I am ever-blessed to know so, many great, talented, extremely supportive people. Here are some of their answers. Enjoy. Take something, anything away from this. Share it. Do the same. Make it yours.

Me. It means finding out who I’m “supposed” to be. Who God called me to be. He gave me this gift. I’m running with it. For me it means-I have found my destiny. All else is beauty. Continue reading


Shout-Outs From A Writer: Part One

The following is an original comment I posted on Rachel Harris’s blog, Ending Unplanned. My gratitude is unflinching so I decided to share it here.

Let me write you an illustration.

A year or so ago I was standing outside of a door. The door was twice my size and it was the darkest crimson I’d ever seen. On the other side of that door, was a man waiting for me. Let’s call it a job interview. I wasn’t dressed for one though, no. I had my favorite ball cap on, tilted slightly to the left. I had my go-to black button-up on, sleeves rolled up. My tattoos were exposed. But I was ready. I breathed slowly and said under my breath: “Tymothy, you sure ’bout this?”

Then I walked in. The guy sitting at the desk just looked at me. He was smiling. His eyes told me to have a seat. I did.

“Nice cap,” I told him.
“You too,” he said. “So…you know why you’re here, right dude?”
I nodded.
“You’re to hear to ask yourself if you can do this. Well, Tymothy. You sure about this?” he asked.
I took a deep breath and nodded again.
He looked at me, nodded in return and said, “Well. Get to it.”

Since then, since asking myself if I could BE a Writer, I have become one.

Chapter Two.

Facebook was the launch for my Twitter presence. On Facebook, I made some great connections. Among them was Megan Bostic, the Author of the upcoming book, Never Eighteen . She was the first example of “selfless” writer and I truly value her as a person and Author.
Diane Graham is another, great aspiring to be published writer. She is a great Friend and it is because of her that I am a Contributing Writer at The New Authors Fellowship. A blog made of Christian writers, yet unpublished. I Am Ocilla has something to say.
Then I met @ifollowthenight. I know only her Twitter handle. But I think it’s better that way.
She is the one who asked if I “was on Twitter”. A great place to meet and network with awesome writers.
Thing is I WAS on Twitter, technically, but my account was gathering dust and tumbleweeds. My first @ was PrevailUpon.

On ifollows advice I went back, changed my handle to my name and the rest is literally history. I owe this all, the follows, the networks, yes, I owe my very Twitter presence to her.

I’ve met so many great, talented, awesome epic people.
People like Paul Joseph, Dawn Kirby, Shelly “ShellShell” Picarella, Michelle Shaw. Tiffany Cole.
They deserve success if anyone does.

KDSarge. Support much? Make me feel epic much? 🙂 Same goes for AmyBeth.  So gracious in their humbling uplifting.

The BookSoulmates Isalys and Nessa. I like knowing them.That sound weird? Lol. They do RAK’s… They were the first glance at what love from Readers truly is.

@inluvwithbookz whose support is unwaivering.

My epic Friend and Writer Sister, Allie Burke, who calls ME an inspiration. *sheesh 🙂

The Indies: Megg Jensen, G.P. Ching. KarlyKirkpatrick. Mia Castile. Angeline Kace. These ladies DO what they love and MAKE IT HAPPEN, Cap’n. They are an inspiration.

My BestNerdFriendsForever, Christin Mowery, She’s awesome.   Nicholas Denmon, Thomas Amo. They are my Nerds.
Then came The YA Sisterhood. Amy Rose, Demetra, Leah, Tamara, Jamie. My Twisted Sisters. So much support. Really. Sheesh.

We get in this world what we give. Sisters, thank you all.

I am overwhelmed at all the love, mutual respect, help, tweets, retweets, retweets of retweets…lol.

It’s all good. I love it. Writers rock. My first hashtag was #ForThoseAboutToRock . It’s a statement of my belief and confidence in not only myself but all of my peers…my Friends.

Stay tuned.

This is the outer fringe of my peeps. Next time Part Two.

We all bleed black & white.–Anton Russell

Almost____by_kelc


Be blessed!


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