I Am Tremaine. But You Can Call Me “trE.”
*Updated January 09, 2022
Iam an open book with a tired spine — is what I typically say nowadays. No, but really . . . If you ever truly want to know something about me, simply ask. If I feel comfortable enough to disclose it, I will. If I don’t . . . well, I won’t. But I said to myself — maybe it is time to share just a little bit more about me and pin that baby to my profile, so new readers (or perhaps older followers and readers too) can get a brief synopsis of who I am and what I share here on Medium. In all honesty, it’s probably past time, but you know . . . “better late than never” and some such. So, here goes nothing.
I logged onto Medium and began lurking in April of 2014 after Tracy Holmes (one of my dearest, closest, and oldest friends) mentioned the platform to me. I perused what was, at that time, a sleek and simple representation of a writing platform with plenty of interesting content to read. I spent the better part of over a year lurking, highlighting articles, green-hearting them (back then, there were hearts instead of hands that clap, and when you clicked on them to show your “love” for that particular piece of writing, the heart turned green), and responding until I felt comfortable enough to begin sharing my own work sporadically in November of 2015.
If I am not mistaken, I started by sharing a few poems, then sprinkled in some flash fiction, and later, I began sharing nonfiction and creative nonfiction. I also did my share of Tribute poems, collaborative efforts, and narratives for/with fellow Medium writers. I adored what Medium had to offer on both ends — reading and writing. When my comfort levels got higher, I participated a lot more by sharing posts other writers could join in on as well— community posts. We shared our writing in one post and the threads would go on forever — it seemed. It was at that time, I knew I had found another writing home — THE writing home. I’ve been here ever since.