Christopher J. Williams
Kirovograd, Ukraine
Christopher Williams was born in Houston, TX. He lived all over the USA in his childhood, but mainly with roots to South Carolina and Texas. He is an avid traveler, and currently lives in Ukraine. He writes and illustrates children's books and suspense/distopian genre novels. He is an active blogger for several e-commerce sites and member of several writing/author groups where he actively shares ideas and influences with fellow writers and aspiring writers.
-Growing up, I always loved magic, folklore, fables, and fairy tales. I believe in order to become the best we can be, we should learn from the trials of others. I am trying to create new or hard to find children's books with colorful and humorous pictures, which I enjoy illustrating, about valuable life lessons. Children love to be entertained, parents love to inspire their children, let's do both at the same time with these great folk tales and fables.
-I am also, a fan of utopian and distopian ideas. Which I have set out to write several short novels to be released in early 2014.
Here is an excerpt from ...And the Sky Cried...
Chapter I
The Joy of Despair
If your mind is open, and you listen attentively, you can hear the world around you. If your eyes are open and you embrace the unknown, you may see incredible things, many which you could have never before imagined. Some of them wonderful, many of them vile and horrible. The mind is an influential thing, the design so frail to suggestion, yet magnificent in its ability to learn and adapt. However, what is real and what is imaginary is all due to perception. Your perception has changed over the course of your life, as is the same for everyone. But, how can you be sure what you know to be true is in fact, reality? What has made your perception validated? The acceptance from society? The society that influenced and molded your ideas to be tame and moderated, censoring your ‘imagination’ when you were a child? You remember brief glimpses from your youth, when everything seemed a bit more mysterious and mystical. Where did that world you had known to be true go? Let me tell you a story, a story of fascinating and dire circumstances, a story of mystery and magic. This is not a story for the faint of heart, this story contains no elves nor trolls. This is a story of the old ways, a story of true magic, a story you shall not soon forget.