Tim E. Coleman
Writer, of what I remember. And I have done some other things.
“And these different windows that open in my head, when I grope again among those days, really existed perhaps and perhaps do still, in spite of my being no longer there, I mean there looking at them, opening them and shutting them, or crouched in a corner of the room marvelling at the things they framed.”Samuel Beckett, Molloy
Relics
For about 30 years, I used the name timcoalman in my writing, music, illustrations, and all else I created. It was perfect to me for so long. Then all that I had built to define myself, to myself and to others, collapsed.In the 10 years since, I found the timcoalman name no longer fit me. So I went back to my original name, which is fitting and proper for me since I undid so much of what I had done.I did update my name on the sites these links lead to, though I almost left them exactly as they were for archival purposes. But I wanted Tim E. Coleman to be on all I had done. And I know the Wayback Machine has them as they once were. But maybe that will one day change as well.So here are links to the Relics. None of them have been any part of my creative work since before the last collapse. Now they can sit where they have always been, but more accurately point to where I am now.
One Day
I keep writing new books instead of editing and publishing the ones already completed. One day this section here will link to read the books released and new ones as they come. One day.
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