William Timothy Murray

William Timothy Murray was born and raised in a small town of the American Deep South and now lives in the Appalachian foothills of northeast Georgia.

He enjoys stargazing, playing and repairing guitars, and listening to music (right now, he is really into the somber and lush music of Benjamin Botkin and Erich Wolfgang Korngold).

He is not sure whether his favorite author is Charles Dickens or Patrick O'Brian. His favorite wise character from a classic novel is Faria. His favorite not-so-wise character from a classic novel is Barnaby Rudge.

If he had to fight a duel and could choose the weapons, it would be trebuchets at three hundred yards.

His favorite place is sitting before a crackling fireplace with a bowl of popcorn, a glass of sweet iced tea, and a good book.

He keeps a small writing desk in an old barn. There, amid a clutter of maps, drawings, and books, his memories and experiences join with all the tales he has read to inform and disturb his pen.

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William Timothy Murray's stories span the gamut of epic fantasy writing. Romance and adventure blend with the supernatural and the magical. Mystery merges with the mystical. In an understated style, he writes matter-of-factly about vines that become monsters, lovers who become ghosts, girls who become strong women, and boys who look for honor and truth. His characters are sea captains, store clerks, seasoned soldiers, and immortal wanderers. Witches who spit fire, kings who can hear your thoughts, horses that can fly, and ink that writes only the truth. Hot deserts and dead cities, icy mountain passes and frozen lakes, fields of golden barley and vast grassy plains. Traitors, murderers, highwaymen, wraiths, assassins and demons. People who can slip into your dreams and see into your heart. Seers and mystics, royalty and common people, country festivals and glamorous balls, fantastic libraries and floating palaces. Prisoners longing for freedom, soldiers craving peace, lovers seeking to be reunited, exiles yearning for home, and Fallen Ones who hope for redemption. All await you.

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