Works (fiction)

 

The mask You Do Not Know

*Short Story

There is a fear rooted in what we may or may not be.

 Winner of Editors Choice (June 2022)

Static Love

*Short Story

Falling in love with the the idea of you is easy. Staying in love is the hard part.

Winner of Editors Choice (September 2022)

Window Witness

*Short Story

When you don’t expect to see so much of yourself in someone else across the way

Works (nonFiction)

 

How did we get here and what does our future look like?

*United States Youth Forum

A look at the supply chain crisis. How it happened and what our future will look like

 

Wrestling With WOrds Blog

*Active Blog

A place where I share tips on writing, creativity, and more.

About me

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Welcome.

Hello, thank you for finding me.

My name is Cameron Thomson and I have always possessed a passion for world building and storytelling.

I graduated from Iowa State University with a B.S. in Environmental Science, focused on hydrology, and minored in Business and Sustainability. Also, during my time at Iowa State I was a member of the wrestling team, competing at 174 lbs.   

Throughout my time at school, I wrote when I could, and found inspiration through a wide range of mediums. My coursework and desire to learn acted as the catalyst for wanting to write stories in the realm of Science Fiction and Fantasy. My greatest inspirations stem from real (and sometimes strange) science and ancient history.

I started writing as a way to solidify my own creative thoughts, putting them into a coherent format, rather than leaving them jumbled within notes and fleeting afterthoughts. In the beginning, I never wrote with the intention of finishing anything, let alone pursuing publication. Even when the thought initially entered my mind, a voice emerged telling me that I was not a writer, I had no writing background, and what place did I have in the writing world?

Now, as I begin to conclude stories and think up new ones, another voice has emerged. “Why not me?”

What is the worst that could possible happen?

People don’t like it? 

People don’t read it?

None of that mattered before. I wasn’t writing for them.

I was writing for me.

Thank you for finding me.