Growing up he enjoyed most of the same things other little boys born in the 1960s did. He loved to play baseball and ride his bicycle all over the hilly terrain surrounding his family home. Life was pretty good. Sure, there were only four channels to watch on TV (and one of those was a grainy UHF-based ABC affiliate.) But there was some magic contained in that quartet. Many hours were whiled away sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of a monolithic console television set that was comprised of more wood than electronics. Beaming from its convex low-resolution screen were such fantastic offerings as "Batman", "Looney Tunes" and "The Wild Wild West". Young Tilmer (known as Timmy in those days) would hop up excitedly after watching James West and Artemis Gordon foil the diminutive, but evil, Dr. Loveless. Off he would dash to his room where, in his closet, he would find the old cardboard box that had once housed the vacuum cleaner. This box held all of his most precious toys. Digging frantically, he would eventually find his trusty chrome-plated six-shooter cap pistol, reeking of burned powder from previous conquests. Minutes later, the pistol would be loaded with a fresh roll of red paper caps and Timmy would blaze out the back door, across the patio and into the large, grassy back yard. There, in his soaring imagination, he would find the nefarious Dr. Loveless and bring him to justice, all the while humming "The Wild Wild West" theme song as loudly as possible.
Tilmer has since retired the old chrome six-shooter and his wild west secret agent days are behind him. Since graduating from Florida State University in 1987 with a degree in Computer Science he has gotten married (and stayed married), fathered two beautiful daughters and worked in a variety of Information Technology roles across the southeastern United States. Today, he lives in Knoxville, TN. He loves to write and hates to edit. He loves music and plays the piano and guitar (both poorly.)
Tilmer Wright, Jr was born in 1965 in Kingsport, Tennessee. His mother was a dedicated homemaker and incredible loving mother of three - of which Tilmer was the youngest and the only boy. His father, Tilmer Sr., worked at a glass manufacturing facility and was just the best dad a kid could have.
Books by Tilmer Wright Jr.
What Readers say
On the Bit DanceCreated on 17 April 2018
In “The Bit Dance” Tilmer Wright begins with two characters’ lives moving more or less on opposing tracks and the reader might think that they are going to end up in a standard head-to-head confrontation, but about a third of the way into the book things start to get a lot more complicated. Soon there are two other major characters in play and the possible outcomes are multiplying. There are plenty of secrets, twists, and surprises to make this one a page turner until the end, and the use of the methodology employed by a hive of bees (I’ll leave the details for the reader to enjoy discovering) is well thought out and executed. Nicely done.
Jim Hartsell - Author & Member of AGTOn MotesCreated on 06 February 2017
A STORY YOU CAN’T PUT DOWN 5 Stars!
Motes is a beautifully written story that is sure to become a science fiction and spiritual classic. It has perhaps the most original plot of all the science fiction novels I’ve ever read. It is a story full of suspense and love with many facets that are blended together beautifully to arrive at an inspirationally spectacular ending. It is a story of two civilizations who discover each other under extraordinary circumstances. The tiny but virtuous Mu’ahi who inhabit the planet Darj 10 light years away are striving to find the physical resources they need to survive. The Humans they unexpectedly encounter are gargantuan beings who inhabit a troubled world that has lost its way spiritually. After struggling to communicate with and understand each other, the two races eventually discover they have far more in common than they could have ever dreamed. Their sacred texts are connected; within them the Mu’ahi find the answer to an ancient mystery and Humans find a message of hope. There is much to think about in this wonderful story.
Sam Bledsoe ~ Author
Feb. 5, 2017
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My nephew, Jared Hammonds, is a gifted digital illustrator. I'm biased, but I think he's also a pretty special human being. I am passing along a link to his website in case anyone is in need of this kind of service to enhance your writing.
There are two errors in this article. 1) My father is still very much alive and 2) My third novel, Talisgate, is NOT complete. It's just getting started. Otherwise, this is a pretty cool article about me in a local newspaper.
My humble web site is now live at http://www.tilmerwrightjr.com
I essentially toss my books out there on the proverbial pile and then see what happens. Obviously, that's not going to produce many sales. To paraphrase my blogger friend, I may as well stand outside and hope to get hit by lightning - twice.
So now I am looking into the business end of things. I need a web site. I need a mailing list. I need to invest in marketing services. All of that makes my head hurt. I find myself stuck in the starting gate because I'm not sure how to go about all of this legally. That brings me to my first question for the group...
Do you work as a "sole proprietor" or have you set up some kind of LLC or something to manage expenses incurred and taxes owed while supporting your writing efforts?
I'll follow that immediately with this..
If you have a corporation established, does the corporation own the rights to your books? I registered my books with the US Copyright Office in my name. That seemed reasonable at the time. I'm hoping that was the right thing to do.
My second novel, The Bit Dance, is now available in paperback and Kindle formats on Amazon.
Just a little trumpet sound to announce that the proof copy of my new book, The Bit Dance, has arrived. I am scouring over it now. Hopefully, I will have a copy to vet before the Guild soon. My early editors seemed to like it. I am hopeful you will as well.
I have just finished the first draft of my new novel, The Bit Dance. (I'll pause here while the applause dies down.)
I am very excited about this milestone, but I am much less excited about the editing process that lies before me. It's always a tough thing for me to get done. It's not as creative as the writing process so it's not nearly as much fun. But - it has to be done.
The other thing that has to be done is a synopsis for the back cover and the Amazon page. I struggle with this phase of writing. How much is enough? How much is too much? I want to entice my readers, but I don't want to give away too much of the plot. Part of the fun of reading is trying to guess what surprises the author has in store along the way - and then being truly surprised when you fail to see the twists coming.
You folks are my fellow writers. As such, you might have to endure the pain of spoilers now and again in your valiant efforts to help your fellow authors along their respective paths. I don't think there are any real spoilers in this synopsis, but some of the direction of the plot is revealed. Too much? Not enough? Enticing? Boring? Can I get some opinions on this first stab? All comments and criticism are welcome. Post a reply or e-mail me with your pearls of wisdom. Thanks!
Wayne's excellent post about dialogue prompted me to revisit a lot of my current project's content. While doing so, I started obsessing (as I am wont to do) about grammar rules. I'm not talking about the content of the characters' speech or anything like colloquialism. I'm talking about how we structure our work around such content.
For example, the following is NOT correct. Hopefully, everyone can see this.
"Come on in." The minister said.
Even though it should be obvious that this is incorrect, I see it all the time. The right way to write this is...
"Come on in," the minister said.
Here is a link to my personal blog entry containing Chapter 1 of my new novel. I am stuck at about 80% completion (first draft). I thought I would share to get some feedback from the group.
I hope you find it interesting.