Aye, I'm changing this once again. Until I find one I am incredibly pleased with, chances are I'll go through as many About Mes as people go through clothing, which is quite a lot mind you.
Firstly, who is Kala Wilson? Well, in accordance to my records, Kala is a girl I met once, whose name I found light on the tongue and easy on the ears. Wilson is an old teacher of mine, an inspirational figure that played a huge part in my career choice.
My real birth name, along with my last, is exceedingly popular. So much so that when people call me it takes me quite a while to register that they are talking to me.
I come from a multitude of origins. My dad is Yorkie and my mum half British and Turkish, making me 1/2 York, 1/4 Brit, 1/4 Turk. Oooh yeah, cocktail.
I'm studying for a masters in Egyptology leading me to study in Egypt.
For those who ask me questions about history, I might know the answers but that doesn't mean you'll get a refined answer. Chances are that very question you asked me was the product of several months/days of studying, a paper or a thesis/book I happened to have read and studied.
I've been told I'm a bit tactless with my speech, so just a warning.
Last and not least:
WARNING
DO NOT ADVERTISE YOUR WORK ON MY MESSAGE BOARD/IN MY INBOX
Not only will this kill you
It will hurt the entire time you're dying
-The previous warning is not the original works of Kala Wilson but a product of someone else's greater imagination-
- In the Egyptian tombs..
- JoinedMay 19, 2012
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Jun 05, 2012 04:56AM
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Stories by Kala Wilson
- 3 Published Stories
The Heart of Arabia
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Strong, his heart pounds in his ears, a rhythmic beating of honour and pride. Beside him, his men breathe lou...
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Jesus Did...
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This is a contest submission for the Spin-an-Epic-Tale Contest.
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While the Sun Burns
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-Steampunk- For mature audiences only- The hot scorching waves burned Vivian's skin, heating her blood and ev...