Today, I need to share with you all, an unsung hero if one would be so kind, of my writing career. The person behind OneNoteMusings on Instagram. Please check it out, the latest post reposted here with his permission.
Now, if you have not yet been inspired by the musing to check it out, you may be asking why I care so much.
As a writing community, we need to support each other, even in times of falling from the habit. I am begging and pleading to see more work from this amazing mind. If you agree with me, please do tell him. Like the musings that speak to you, show him some love in the comments if so moved, even follow him if you feel the way I do. The musings are sporadic, but I love seeing them appear, and wish he wrote more. Can anyone else see him writing a book? A short story? Can anyone else see more potential from this creative mind or is it just me?
Please please please show him you support him too, if you do, and tell him Tweet sent ya. You know, if you want to see him do something good with that talent. (Hopefully) I am not the only one! After all, most of us writers just stay in our lane in our little corners of the social media things, and some of us get missed, especially when doing this for the joy of it, not making a career of the words.
He has been a friend for more years than either of us can remember, and we have gone through a lot across the miles. He is the inspiration for the Sly character of my writings, the keeper of my many an email about the books, life, anything really. I know he hates when I say it like this, as he thinks I am overdoing it, but there really are days when he is my superhero. He is my Batman, not just because he is a dark and stormy soul, not only because the time zones make him awake during my night, not even because of his thing for bats. (I promise the robo-bat is making it into the books like it did the tweets! Don’t be mad if I am sharing too much! All love, I swear.) He is the intelligent sort of hero that doesn’t always save you from yourself, but just listening to his wisdom… it has always meant so much to me. I quote him regularly in places, and he knows it.
I will never forget the day that changed my life for the better. Every writer has one. That person that reads your work, and validates you, encourages you. Sly/Batman the person behind OneNoteMusings is mine. Back in the days when I was working on writing, and not capable of finishing the draft, and driving myself insane wondering if I should ever even be a writer… when I doubted every word ever written. I asked my good friend for one little favor. Please read my terrible draft without an ending, that totally needs an overhaul because the bones are decent but it’s all terrible…
And he did, took a while (might have been 150 pages, 200, not something quick) until the day I got the email commentary on my messy draft. That broke me in all the best possible ways, finally silencing the demons in ways nothing else ever had. The email was also worded perfectly. Yes, he firmly but gently pointed out the terrible things I did, but he also complimented the things he liked. There was no possible way my evil little liar in my brain could fight it. There was no way to qualify his email, even as “that’s my friend, so they are being nice” It was the realist anyone had ever been with me about my work, and changed the course of my writing life…
To say I would not be here, on social medias, without him, is not an understatement (even if I know you wish I didn’t say it like that either Bats)
OneNoteMusings was also the reason I started an Instagram. To support and read a friend’s writing endeavors, to be able to help him with his works as needed. Yes, Bats started (what I call) our mutual writing journeys together. He made many musing posts, while I worked on writing books, not using my media correctly at the time, just posting cookies a few times a year.
But now, many years after it’s start, this feels like my first chance to really put my new powers, and new friends, to good use! I get to play a sort of Catwoman to my Batman, proving to the person under the mask that others will take notice. That Batman should not stop, that others look to the sky for the random bat signal, as a sign of hope, wisdom, and the good or evil you use it for. It is that perfect time of year, and you know best of all Mr. Creeping In The Shadows Reading All Of This, that I have replaced the bulb in the bat signal and … oops… *kick, kick, takes a hammer, bang, clang, biz, buz, bububuzz* and it works just fine now.
Your gift is far more honed than mine, please for the love of words, do not let it hide in the shadows any longer… what good are the dreams of mutual projects and book tours, if you are not chasing the dream as much any longer?
Yes, I do plan to call you out on my blog, Twitter, Instagram whatever, only when you severely need the… call to action, shall we say? Because Sly never gave up on Tweety over all that time, and Tweety never let Sly take himself that darkly serious. He is the dark to her light, and my journey would never be complete without dragging you along too, my dearest friend. Just don’t make me get the duck to do it…
After all, that is how legendary myths are made, isn’t it?
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