David Niall Wilson

@davidniallwilson.com

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Author, Publisher, some awards, USA Today bestseller. Wrangler of 12 cats & chinchilla, ex-Prez HWA, trivia not fact checked. Way left. Husband & father, I'm Crossroad Press! #startrek #stargate #WoD https://davidniallwilson.com

A wooden cabinet, two drawers below two oveal doors on top that look like Owl Eyes. The whole thing is a face.
My long ago house, Pegasus unicorn painting on the wall, Molly hatchet painting in the background, and my buddy Dan from the Navy holding my pit bull Sporty (Sportster) a big white boy with a couiple of patches on his head, ears and back that are brindle. He was about 85-90 pounds and thought he was a lap dog.
Clara the white short haired Persian cat on my chair beside my leg.
A tired od dude... it's Me!... after a couple of hours doing yard work victoriously. There is a teal washing soaked in cokl water under a brow. Safari hat
Good sized skin running up a red brick wall and disappearing into the vinyl siding.
Sir Thomas, a creme colored (maybe Siberian?) big cat, nearly 20 pounds, with a white beard and big green eyes. He is sitting on the arm of my recliner and glaring at me.
A small bottle of Wildcrafted Hickory syrup. The bottle has a litlte finger handle on the sdide, and a white and gold label that explains it comes from Falling Bark Farm
pencil drawing of a bird, some sort of jay, I guess, giveing the side-eye while standing on a branch. By the world's most okay artist.
4.5 to 5" Megaladon tooth in my hand
The poster for a live Instagram chat with myself and vibe Samurai. It is me back when I had beard wearing my gedora
Meme with an orange on top white fluff on belly cat lying on her back, staring at the ceiling from the floor. Text says Qurantinez Day sebentybillion - Countin' mousiez on teh ceelin. None. (sigh)
Clara, the mostly white short-haired Persian cat with orange pathes on her forehead and big orange eyes. She is inside a cardboard haunted house doorway. The floor is a scratchy board. Here fur is still wet from herbath, so her head looks huge, her two tiny wige feet in front, and is glaring daggers at me.
Clara, the mostly white short-haired Persian getting a bath and crying out for help.
A cinnamon raisin bagel soaked in butter and covered with a thin layer of hickory syrup. It's on a yellow Fiesta ware bread plate , with a spoon beside it.
Dewey, the tan and black tabby Persian short hair in his lavender and white and dark purple striped T-shirt rolling over and over on the floor in his new shirt to see if it will rub off
Dewey, the tan and black tabby Persian short hair in his lavender and white and dark purple striped T-shirt looking like the weight of the world is on his shoulders.
One of our neighbors hens, pacing around our front porch and sampling the cat food from the feral cat feeder
A dragonfly with brown wings, spreads, and a bright green streak down it's back, sitting on the wood roof of our feral cat feeder.
A Chicago style hotdog. An all-beef (briskit) frankfurter on a steamed poppy seed bun, packed with a specific combination of toppings: yellow mustard, chopped white onions, bright neon-green sweet relish, a dill pickle spear, tomato slices, pickled sport peppers, and a dash of celery salt.
Epiphone double-neck electric with 12 string on top... white body.
Dewey, a tan and tlack tabby short-haired Persian cat with a whith chin is sitting on the lloor at full alert wearing a striped cat t-shirt.
A hard-case that holds my Martin acoustic guitar. It was left open, you can see the green felte inside - or you could - except PANTSm a big old dark gray and white tuxedo cat, is standing in it, looking up at me over his shoulder. At the top of the case is a deck of Tarot cards and I have no memory of how they ended up there...
They clean out the sewers, the rivers and ponds, And invest what they earn in cheap government bonds, They clean up the garbage in big yellow boots, In their hazmat resistable barbaloot suits The Swanee Swans never go swimming these days, They once found it fun, but they’re changing their ways, They all work in factories cranking out thneeds, From synthesized cloth that is woven from weeds They aren’t warm, they aren’t comfy, they scratch and they smell, But the Thneed sellers say they are doing quite well, When the thneeds with white beads fail, they sew on black collars, And raise up their prices a couple of dollars The Lorax was banished by Orange Decree To the left-wing expanse of far fiddle-de-dee A place that is farther than anyone goes Just to hear the poor Lorax expound on their woes
Alien Nation (1988) - Mandy Patinkin as Sam Francisco.
A black T-shirt - front in white says NON-0 - the Back says, The odds ma be bad, but they are never zero.
A small syrup bottle. Falling Bark Farm - Wildcrafted Hickory Syrup. White label wqith a gold rim.
Cartel, Telly, Telly Bean - THE BEAN. All things serve the Bean... she is a tabby short-haired Persian with tan and glack marking and orange eyes. She is on the floor, looking up at we in distain...
Post this on your profiel and let your followers associated you with a fictional character that you remind them of.
Clara, our white short-haired Persian cat screaming while I pet her on the head because that is her meow. Not sure if the really loud purrs make it through.
Dewey is a taby short-haired Persian cat. His fur is black and tan, but his chin is bright white. Most times he resembles a fuzzy Wilford Brimley
Clara, a white short-haired Persian cat with orange pateches - big on over her right eye, smaller and higher on eht right. The tops of her ears are also orages. She is lying on the arm of Trish's recliner, one pay out in front , eyes slitted, mostly asleep, looing like a big round ball of fur with a face.
Not wanting to be impolite, Jax returned the smile. “What are you reading?” she asked. He turned his gaze to the counter, as if noticing the book for the first time. “It’s a novel,” he said. “It’s a novel where a few good men and women fight against an oppressive government. I have been stuck on this page for over a year.” “Why?” “I’ve reached the point where they will either survive, and win their freedom, or be crushed. I am afraid of how it will end.” Jax stared and then nodded. “I have not read many novels,” she said, “but to string so many words together and tell a tale of hopelessness seems an unlikely goal.” “Still,” the man said, “I will hold my peace, and I will see. I would very much like to see them survive, but I do not believe I would survive seeing them fail.”
A quick pen drawying of the number three
an orange tabby short-haired Persian with white feet, legs and belly, lying on her back on a bright pink ruffled bedspread, feet in the air and wearing a pair of white headphones.
Director, flood, cool Long ago, the rain came. Unicorns and giants sank Into uncaring depths. A man stood on the deck of his boat, Praising the mass murder Of all the families Of the world, The heavens opened and, The director waved his arms And said CUT! He turned to the holy spirit, And his son and said, That looked good on paper, but… So not cool…
Evil head shot of Pants, a dark gray and white tuxedo cat with green eyes. Heis glaring up at me, thick white whispers poking out to the side. This is his game face, because he knows how much I need to finish this edit and move along.
Black and white shot of me after a long run and showere a few years back, goatee and moustache, hair dried with a towel and finger combed, but sort of wild, and the best side-eye pic I'ave ver taken.
Five pennies tossed 6/29/2026 three heads is a good day.
cartoony pencil drawing of a cat with big eyes
All of the cats gathered for the evening feed. THey do not care about my writing beyond that it provides food, and they don't know that, but they love dinner time. They attack like this, and then browse until we pick the food back up.
Wrigley field shirt and team 150 year Keychain and sticker.
Four cats surrounding a flapping bird toy on the floor, intently THINKING about attacking it.
Dewey, a blac, tan and grown tabby short-haired Persian cat with a white chin and a Wilford Brimley face laying on his back against the wall in a corner. About a foof trom him is the "kicky stick" full of catnip that he has bene hugging. He has orange eyes and a very vacant stare.
Sam Francisco, an older orange taby cat with a white muzzle and chest-beard. His tail is wrapped around in front. He has medium length fur growing back from a semi-lion cut. He has zero f#cks and ran out of them years ago.
Our old girl Trixie, holding a pink camera, upsided down on a pink bedspreaed. She was an orange tabby on top, white on the bottom short-haired Persian cat... one of the most photogenic ever... She is asleep, hugging the camera, back feet in the air and front paws wrapped around the camera.
Pants, a big dark gray and white tuxedo cat with green eyes. He's sitting on my lap, sort of melting into it, back right foort forward and looking ridiculous. He has a look on his face like he does not trust what I will do next.... his muzzle, chest, legs and feet are white. He is a good boy.
A triangular cat bed with a backdrop of the Mona Lisa whose arms wrap around the front of it so that Clara, the white short-haired Persian cat with HUGE wide open orange eyes and orange patches on her face looks as if she is sitting on the woman's lap. Clara is glaring out as if daring anyone to try and take her spot.
Thomas, a creme colored Norwegian forest cat mix, sprawled on towel on the coucch, posiing with his tail curled over his back let and his big white beard slightly to the right. He has big green eyes. He is a handsome devil.
A cut glass tumbler that sits on a round base and has ball-bearings so you can spin the glass without it spilling.
A grilled cheese sandiwtch, lightlyi browned, perfect cheese, on a blue Fiesta wear bread plate, sitting on my desk waiting to be eaten.
Pants, our dark gray tuxedo cat, big green eyes, white muzzle, chest, etc... lying his head on Didi's hip. She is a calico Scottish fold with a lion cut. They are both curled up in my lap.
The chair back at Which Witch has a drawing of a sandwich, except it looks like an oval mouth with three fangs on top, like the chair is going to bite you.
Clara, a white short-haired Persian cat laying on her back on the kitchen floor and playing with a catnip toy like a weeble. It won't fall down. At the end she flings it across the room and then looks at it like... but... it's so FAR.
Telly Bean (Cartel) All things serve the Bean... brown and tan and black tabby short-haired Persian, sitting on the floor, staring down intently at a point on the floor where there is absolutely nothing to stare at.
My daughter (yount, pink glasses, smiling, hugging my dog Gizmo, a black Pekingese with a white chest. He is staring off to his right. She has her head on his back, eyes closed, smiling.
Pants, a 20 pound tuxedoc cat, dark gra on tep, whiteh muzzle, chest, legs feet - sitting in my lap and filling it because he is liquid.
Webster, an orange tabby short-haired Persian cat with a white muzzle, chest, feet and some of his belly. He has round orange eyes. He's laying on my recliner, upside down, staring up at me with a sort of shocked expression.
Sam Francisco, an orange tabby medium-haired cat with big white paws, laying on my chest and going to sleep. Behindf him is Pants, our big tuxedo cat boy - short-haired gray with a white muzzle, chest, lesgs and feet (but all you can see is chest up because he is laying between my legs. Sam's tail is draped over the back end of Pants, whose tiny snake tail is slipping out from under Sam's.
Bacardi, mixed with Coke, can bring the dreams That change the way a lone existence seems To suck the magic from the shadowed nights, And dull the pain of endless, empty fights. Vodka, mixed with almost anything, Can wash away the heart-deep numbing sting, Of life in all its many splendored pain, But afterward, the ache, the aftermath & stain So when you need it all to disappear, Be sure to keep that bottle of Anis near, The licorice, the syrup-sweetened blur Erasing what you thought, and dreamed, and were....
My pencil scetch of our cat Pants. He is a tuxedo cat with a shite cheset. In this image he is glaring, and wearing a top hat with a circle on it that says. "Vote Blue"