Lets just get the funny pic out of the way:
HA HA! Anyway...
I'm glad your checking out this post because it's kin of a big deal. I know I'm not the most consistent, entertaining, prominent or gifted blogger in the world. The fact is though, I'm fine with that. I'm fine with that fact simply because I don't want to be a blogger. I'm not trying to go out of my way to write every single day, or week to entertain or make my name synonymous with some great weekly article.
Instead I insist on working on my Novels, or my Shirts, or just plan working for that matter.
But this is a big post for the very reason that it will be the beginning of a new set up for the Blog. Soon, I will be releasing my book "Rebecca Moon and The Boy in the Bottle", selling it on Amazon as an E-book as well as trade paper back. I'm very excited about this, as I'm sure you can imagine
What I'm more excited about is that I will be releasing "Rebecca Moon" on Wattpad for free. Every week I will upload a chapter of the book and allow the world a glimpse into the whole story. It is an attempt (I will admit) to try and get people to buy the whole thing. I'm not doing this to make money, but rather to gather attention.
Further more, I intend on updating this Blog weekly as well. I know that this might not seem like a big deal to some, but the fact is, I will have a purpose in doing so. Most of the time I don't write in my Blog because I don't know what to talk about. Despite what my family will tell you, I'm not a big fan of giving out my option to people that I can't see face to face, and I haven't actually done a lot. So I don't have a lot of experiences to share with others.
With putting each chapter of the book on Wattpad, I would like to allow the reader to get to know me a little bit more. If there was anything people know about me, it's that I do love to talk about my books. Like... A lot. So that's what I'm going to do. Every week I when I update my book on Wattpad, I will zip over here and update my Blog with some surrounding things. Things I like or dislike about the chapter, replies to comments on Wattpad, extra content on the whole process.
Adding fun things as well. Talking about the music I was listening to while writing, creating a kind of play list sound track. Art that Inspired different characters and creatures even some inside jokes that most people wouldn't understand with out the Authors input.
I'm posting this as a kind of warning. That this will take up most of the Blog now, and that if you wanna know what I'm talking about, it's probably a good idea to either buy the book, or follow along on Wattpad. Not that I think a lot of people read this, and/or care about what I do here.
If you do, though, if you happen to follow along with what I write, or stumble across this then I would ask something of you. Tell your friends and family. I know that this book is not for everyone. It's going to speak to some people, and not others, and that's totally fine. If your not the type of person that cares about this book, then move on, but before you do remember that there is probably between one and five people in your life that might actually care about this book. Someone you know that could use a good story, a laugh, a small twinge of heartbreak and and over all sense of encouragement.
If you don't buy or follow the book for your own sake, consider who ever pops into your head.
I hope you enjoy the next few months, and I hope to hear from you.
T.W. Clawson
Saturday, January 2, 2016
Saturday, December 26, 2015
When the calls come in
Recently, and by that I mean literally two minutes into my shift, I picked up the phone at my Place of Tasks and had this exact conversation.
Customer: Hello I was... you... the xbo... les to plug from the TV...
Me: ...
Me: I'm sorry what was that?
Customer: Yeah, I wanted to know if... cables... fo... V... plugs... looks kinda like a... iuo jack...
Me:...
Me: Umm... ok. Yeah, so if you're looking for Xbox One to TV through HDMI Cables then we have those, but we don't have any Component cables that fit to the Xbox one.
Customer:...
Customer: What?
Me: No, we don't have that.
Customer: Do you even know what I'm looking for?
Me: Honestly... not really.
Customer: [Breathes heavily.] Then why would you just star spouting off.
Me: [nervous chuckle] I just didn't wanna keep saying "what". Thought I could answer your questions.
Customer: What? That's stupid! you pretending to know what your talking about is way more annoying than asking what a couple times.
Me: What?
Customer: I said its way more annoy when you act like you know.
Me: I'm so sorry, you keep cutting out. can you repeat that?
Customer: [slightly louder] I said it's ok to make sure you heard me properly, it's not that annoying. It's more annoying when you pretend you know something, when you really don't.
Me: I'm just not getting everything your saying. What was that?
Customer [talking slowly, irritdatedly and loudly] I'm just saying, don't pretended like you know something when you don't!
Me: What was that?
Customer: [Now yelling] Don't pretended like you know! It's more annoying than ask-
Me: What?
Customer:...
Me: Was there anything else I can help you with?
Customer: [Click]
T.W. Clawson
Customer: Hello I was... you... the xbo... les to plug from the TV...
Me: ...
Me: I'm sorry what was that?
Customer: Yeah, I wanted to know if... cables... fo... V... plugs... looks kinda like a... iuo jack...
Me:...
Me: Umm... ok. Yeah, so if you're looking for Xbox One to TV through HDMI Cables then we have those, but we don't have any Component cables that fit to the Xbox one.
Customer:...
Customer: What?
Me: No, we don't have that.
Customer: Do you even know what I'm looking for?
Me: Honestly... not really.
Customer: [Breathes heavily.] Then why would you just star spouting off.
Me: [nervous chuckle] I just didn't wanna keep saying "what". Thought I could answer your questions.
Customer: What? That's stupid! you pretending to know what your talking about is way more annoying than asking what a couple times.
Me: What?
Customer: I said its way more annoy when you act like you know.
Me: I'm so sorry, you keep cutting out. can you repeat that?
Customer: [slightly louder] I said it's ok to make sure you heard me properly, it's not that annoying. It's more annoying when you pretend you know something, when you really don't.
Me: I'm just not getting everything your saying. What was that?
Customer [talking slowly, irritdatedly and loudly] I'm just saying, don't pretended like you know something when you don't!
Me: What was that?
Customer: [Now yelling] Don't pretended like you know! It's more annoying than ask-
Me: What?
Customer:...
Me: Was there anything else I can help you with?
Customer: [Click]
T.W. Clawson
Monday, November 30, 2015
This month in tweets
I recently had the pleasure of finishing a novel in 22 days.
It was all do to the challenge of the National Novel Writing Month community and website. While writing, your mind (and by "your" I really mean "my") begins to go in to a bit of creative overload. You can't type fast enough to keep up with your mind, and the words and ideas and images continue to swirl about in your head and soon it feels like you held in a sneeze.
That's where twitter comes in. It gives a writer a moment or two of pause, to check in on other writers, and to maybe let out a little frustration. It allows someone to really say whats one their mind, and maybe get a little recognition for an accomplishment.
Here is the month of November (for the most part) with me tweeting like crazy. Cause in reality I don't tweet very much. So this was a lot, and it was only so I could escape my writing duties, and maybe meet a few writers as I procrastinated.
November 6th
Nov. 7th
Nov. 9th
Nov. 11th
Nov. 12th
Nov. 14th
Nov. 18th
Nov. 19th
Nov. 20th
Nov. 21st
Nov. 30th
National Novel Writing Month (or Nanowrimo) is a challenge for the month of November to write a 50,000 word novel, in 30 days. I finished at 53,719 words on the 23rd. I'm super excited about the story that I wrote, and will be looking to self publish it on amazon this coming year. If you're interested in Nanowrimo, chech out the site:
http://nanowrimo.org/
It's a lot of work, but so much fun, and such a huge accomplishment. I hope to meet more of my fellow Nano Writers at some point, and encourage everyone to take the challenge. If you wanna follow me on twitter then go here and press follow:
https://twitter.com/Tclaw89?lang=en
Hope you have a great holiday season!
T.W. Clawson
It was all do to the challenge of the National Novel Writing Month community and website. While writing, your mind (and by "your" I really mean "my") begins to go in to a bit of creative overload. You can't type fast enough to keep up with your mind, and the words and ideas and images continue to swirl about in your head and soon it feels like you held in a sneeze.
That's where twitter comes in. It gives a writer a moment or two of pause, to check in on other writers, and to maybe let out a little frustration. It allows someone to really say whats one their mind, and maybe get a little recognition for an accomplishment.
Here is the month of November (for the most part) with me tweeting like crazy. Cause in reality I don't tweet very much. So this was a lot, and it was only so I could escape my writing duties, and maybe meet a few writers as I procrastinated.
November 6th
I feel so alone on #NaNoWriMo how do I procrastinate when there's no one I know?
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 7, 2015
@KatelynConroy wonderful! Hi!
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 7, 2015
#NaNoWriMo if I write 25,000, then throw in a time machine, and make my character go back, then copy and paste. Would that be cheating?
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 7, 2015
@mmk_ballsy freaking genius! First half will be all normal and what not. Second half will be refined and dignified.
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 7, 2015
Nov. 7th
#NaNoWriMo serious question, yes, this does help me write my story better; who would win, Lord Vader or Lord Voldemort? No wrong answers.
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 7, 2015
#NaNoWriMo end the day having written only 1000 words... Luckily I started the day at 17,000... Feeling mixed...
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 8, 2015
Favorite line from today's writing: "Holy egg roll! This Chinese food is amazing!" #NaNoWriMo #NaNoWriMo2015
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 8, 2015
Nov. 9th
To those who said couldn't make it... So far you have been right...
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 9, 2015
Hoping to get back on track. Break 20,000 today. #NaNoWriMo
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 9, 2015
Nov. 11th
Why God, would you let #NaNoWriMo and #Fallout4 happen in the same month!? You are twisted, I am torn...
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 11, 2015
Nov. 12th
"...they were creatures made by love, and for love. The only weapon against the darkness and the fallen is love, true love." #NaNoWriMo
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 12, 2015
Nov. 14th
Working in retail is fixing the mess made by customers, and being yelled at by customers for the mess made by employers. #retailproblems
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 14, 2015
I can't decide if this is Gandolf impersonating Cosby, or the other way round. Either way, I think I'm hila... https://t.co/wsb2FcFPrA
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 14, 2015
#NaNoWriMo 30,000! So happy. So confused, I need to stop writing twists and turns. I'm making myself sick.
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 14, 2015
@1stfruitsdesign I'm pretty excited about it. And it's just as fun to write as it is to read!
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 14, 2015
Nov. 18th
#NaNoWriMo a haiku for you:
In the rainy fall
novels are being written
now I'm asocial.
Anyone got a good haiku?
(Me Procrastinating)
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 19, 2015
This says it was on the 19th but it was really a day of writing for the 18th, just at like... 2am...
Holly Lou ya. #NaNoWriMo 40k words. so close I can taste it. And you know what, it tastes like ice cream and sleep, also topped with netflix
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 19, 2015
Nov. 19th
Today's writing music inspiration; deep focus play list. Gooey and/ alt j station on Pandora. #LORDE pure heroine. ESM playlist #NaNoWriMo
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 19, 2015
Just wrote 2200 word for chapter 22, thought that was funny. OK, back to work (me pretending to work, but actually writing.) #NaNoWriMo
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 20, 2015
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 20, 2015
Nov. 20th
That moment you realize you left the white millennial stage of life where you discover and are obsessed with childish gambino. #growingup
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 20, 2015
49,000... Forty FREAKIN nine! Come on! So close... #NaNoWriMo
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 21, 2015
Nov. 21st
#nanowinner2015 #nanowrimo that's right (insert bad word here) I did it. Pretty happy. pic.twitter.com/YHRv5V82p2
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 21, 2015
Nov. 30th
#NaNoWriMo hope you all finish today and win. This has been a great year for me, and I only hope to see you all accomplish your dreams!
— Tyler Clawson (@Tclaw89) November 30, 2015
National Novel Writing Month (or Nanowrimo) is a challenge for the month of November to write a 50,000 word novel, in 30 days. I finished at 53,719 words on the 23rd. I'm super excited about the story that I wrote, and will be looking to self publish it on amazon this coming year. If you're interested in Nanowrimo, chech out the site:
http://nanowrimo.org/
It's a lot of work, but so much fun, and such a huge accomplishment. I hope to meet more of my fellow Nano Writers at some point, and encourage everyone to take the challenge. If you wanna follow me on twitter then go here and press follow:
https://twitter.com/Tclaw89?lang=en
Hope you have a great holiday season!
T.W. Clawson
Saturday, October 31, 2015
A voice in the Shadows

There was
absolutely nothing that was going to keep the two of us in that building! We
were screaming with what little breath we had, a stream of cold air
condensation trailing behind us. Our hearts beat in anticipation of the shadow
behind us reaching forward to pull us back.
As we passed through the lobby of the massive
derelict mental facility, a chandelier came crashing down in the dark shadows.
Broken glass shattered about the three story entryway, striking out and cutting
my leg. Pain shot through my body and shook my bones, though not enough to
fight past the adrenaline that drenched my body and charged my legs forward.
The scene that continued to run through my mind
was that of the blood pool coursing down the hallway. Then a voice struck out
of the hallway a screamed like thunder The darkness spoke out, and we obeyed,
bolting like rabbits.
We ran for the safety of the forest road. Our
breath behind us as we burst out of the hospital As our endurance ended several
hundred feet away from the hospital, we slowed our pace, thinking in
retrospection.
A sudden breath of relief; we looked back at the darkened
silhouette of St. Stiles Mental Facility. We walked down the road, beginning to
feel safe. Which soon turned into humor and we began nervously chuckling. The
screaming voice had been terrifying, and jolted our fears into reality, but it
was over and we were safe from the darkness.
“Where was Charlie this whole time?” I asked,
finding it still hard to speak, shrouded in cold and terror.
“Probably too scared to show up,” my friend
said, trying to laugh as well. Considering who Charlie was, a brave and
confident young girl, it would be out of her character to shy away from an
adventure like this.
“If she showed up, she probably went in early and
got bored.” I said, giving her the benefit of the doubt.
A slight sound that stopped our hearts
interrupted us, not much more than a misplaced crack of gravel. The quiet fall night made the sound of
footsteps our only entertainment. Soon
we picked up on it, a walking pattern that differed from our own. It was distant,
coming from the building we had just left.
Listening for the sound behind us, soon we
turned our heads back. Within the shadow of the building, at its base, walking
up the path was a shadow’s movement. Gravel crushing beneath its feet, it
trotted with purpose and direction, right toward us. By the time we could see
the outline of the shadow rushing us with deep glowing eyes, we were already
moving. A new streak of terror pumped out in our stomachs as launched forward
into the night.
The shadows seemed to cling to our clothes. We
pushed as hard as we could, no longer screaming, but focused on escape. No
longer did we feel safe, no longer would we take the chance to recover, we ran
for our lives. Breaking out of the forest, we made it to the car, and without
skipping a beat we continued to my house. To the safety of locked doors and bed
sheets, we fell asleep with the terror in our minds.
Sleep overtaking us, and despite nightmares
chasing us throughout the night, we awoke to a crisp and bright autumn morning.
The sunrise brought a sense of silliness. It had all been too real, but in the
morning we could see that it was an overreaction. There had been no ghost, no
demon, and no evil, only foolish clumsiness and bad timing
I got the paper after it thudded on the door,
opening it to a fright that ran my blood cold. The voice that told us to run,
the scream that had jumped our nerves and sent us flying; wailing back to me,
the blood that ran into the moonlit hallway; running through my mind. As I read on the front page of the paper the most horrifying story.
“Local girl, Charlie Mendez, found dead in
abandoned mental hospital.”
Saturday, October 24, 2015
My Portfolio
I know it's really not like any person reading this blog will care,
But here is a portfolio I created for a job I was applying for. I kinda like how it turned out.
But here is a portfolio I created for a job I was applying for. I kinda like how it turned out.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
I WROTE A FLIPPING BOOK!
I know that This blog has be come less me writing and more me posting pics and stuff. But the fact is that I spend most of my writing time writing my actual book. Maybe when I get more writing time for myself, I will actually be able to blog constantly. At this point, it's more when times get slow at work.
But here are a few pictures of the book I printed out. The First book in a trilogy, and I will begin querying again in the coming month. But this is a cool post because its an accomplishment. If I wanted to, I could self publish. I have full ability to do so, yet I feel called to traditional publishing. Mostly because I want to work on Christ's time, not my own. If God tells me to self publish, then I will. As it goes now, I don't feel called to do so, I feel called to continue to write and continue to write I shall.
So here it is. The Split-World: The Inheritance.
But here are a few pictures of the book I printed out. The First book in a trilogy, and I will begin querying again in the coming month. But this is a cool post because its an accomplishment. If I wanted to, I could self publish. I have full ability to do so, yet I feel called to traditional publishing. Mostly because I want to work on Christ's time, not my own. If God tells me to self publish, then I will. As it goes now, I don't feel called to do so, I feel called to continue to write and continue to write I shall.
So here it is. The Split-World: The Inheritance.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Desperation and Apples
Today I tried to write something in my book.
I am sick, and groggy and everything I wrote I hate. I just pressed Ctrl + A then pulled the trigger on the life I had breath and committed writing homicide. I kinda feel terrible.
It's most likely cause of being sick. But beyond that I wonder sometimes if its all for not. This is going to be depressing, but that's the kinda mood I'm in right now. I just killed several thousand words of story and now I have to sit here and think about what a waste of day this is.
See, I can only deal with this life, these jobs the lack of security and subtle poverty because I have a goal. But days like this, where I'm reminded that I haven't accomplished anything yet, they are almost unbearable.
I'm not looking for sympathy or pity. I'm just venting.
Here's a comic book cover I did for a story a friend and I have been working on.
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