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Maurice Blocker (@mauriceblocker)
Storyteller. Screenwriter. Ginger ale and Grape juice mixer. Scribbling words into magic.
Allen Blair (@tinpoet)
Word alchemist. Shutterbug. Dulcimer player. Dad. Aging 80s geek.
Graphic Designer by day. Hamilton Wood Type Museum Volunteer, and Jewelry Artist by night. Cat lover. Book enthusiast. Writer. Human.
Trenton Lee Tiemeyer (@trentonleetiemeyer)
Here is where I expose myself to the internet.
"Down the rabbit hole we go"
declaring himself to be an artist, he loafed.
Maybe: Photographer. Writer. Translator. Noone. Alien. Allovertheplace.
may write in many languages(with lots of typos)
Brett Chalupa (@brettchalupa)
day: software developer
night: comic artist & writer
looking at the world through a beginner's eyes
Lore Anachronism (@loreanachronism)
Writer. Artist. Lampyridae. Literature Enthusiast. Wastrel. Humanist. Solipsist. Nemophilist. Spinster.
William Shakespeare, Marcel Proust, anything in between. You can start reading this at the top and just go backwards, or jump right into the Well at Schloss Forchtenstein by clicking on the link just below. Have fun.
Sreejith Jayachandran (@sreejith_jayachandran)
A Screwed Up Undergraduate,
-All the titles are clickable-
Blogspot, WordPress, and Instagram
26, digital marketer, still listens to 90s music, tasty food seeker, film facts freak, occasional poet.
Steve B Howard (@stevenbhow)
I'm a novelist, writer of interesting gibberish, a semi-pro comedian, and a teacher in Japan.
Trying to “cultivate self-esteem over pride”
Kevin J. O'Conner (@kevinjoconner)
Leaving ello shortly. Come follow me at ordinaryaveragethoughts.com.
panic attacks in real time
Androgyne. Weaver of words, singer of songs. Sarcastic Sweetness in Doc Martens. Loves the idea of the human race. Tsundere Type A. Let's be friends!
• blogger • poet • writer • artist • dreamer • creator • stranger•
I actually have been through the desert on a horse with no name
In spring, cherry blossoms by night. In summer, the stars. In autumn, the full moon. In winter, the snow.
I dance through the Heavens with the speed of the wind, a wanderer of lost paths and lost pasts.