"Your twenties are the ideal time to try your dreams on for a size.”
— Whitney Port
Amber

From this day forth we shall declare Wednesday’s: Honest Wednesdays

Every Wednesday, I will provide you with an HONEST newsletter about sex, relationships or adulting. This is my first time stepping out of the writer’s closet. I may say some real shit and I may say some dumb shit. But, it’s just me being me! Since I will be revealing some personal information. I ask that you keep four things in mind:
OPEN-MINDEDNESS: I can find “God Talk” in interviews, books or a podcast. It may seem random at times but- stick through to the end.
KINDNESS: Don’t drag or judge me too much.
SHARING ON SOCIAL MEDIA: If you love the content and want to share invite your friend to join the newsletter! If you must, please be sure to quote and ta g me in the post. (IG @HonestlyAm Twitter @AmBeeC).
The newsletters will only be shared here, in the Members Archive Section.
HONESTY: If you love something or disagree, let me know, I’m always open to dialogue.

My name is Amber C. Sillmon. I am a Project Accountant with aspiration to be a self-published New York Times Bestseller Author. My dream life is spending my days telling stories, talking and acting. I have been working on a fantasy murder-mystery for the last three years. Rush, will be the first book in my series, Association. I have a podcast with my BFF and college roommate Jo called, Dear Showrunners. I’m in a committed relationship. I live in Detroit and I desperately want a dog! I’ve been natural for about three years. I’m on a constant battle with my weight and I’m on a mission to live my best life.

I’ve dabbled into yoga, meditation, crystals and yoni eggs. I believe in the power of the universe and the need to protect your energy. I love God and talk to him ALL the time, but I’m not feeling organized religion. I’m complex and excited about life. But like everyone, I have moments of doubt. English wasn’t my favorite subject but writing is where I feel most like myself. And to be completely honest, I don’t even FEEL like the same person from six years ago. At that time, I was addicted to weave, men and attention. I lost my job at a Big Four Accounting firm, a few friends and damn near my mind. I spent a summer depressed. I was rejected by EVERY major company in the city of Detroit. I was living off my 401K and at rock bottom. During my darkest moments, I thought that there was no way I could come back from all this – my confidence was shattered.

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