A Rough Year

Creative writing is like taking flight.

Sometimes in life, things assail people that catch them completely off guard.  This year has seen some of these road blocks in this writer’s life.  Reality is a rough place to reside when you face the ugly side of our existence on earth.

I wish I could tell you the answer for me was to escape into writing.  But dealing with health issues and denial of your own mortality overrode my creative nature.  Sorry, but that’s truth.  Does that make me weak?  I do not have the answer to that one.  Today I opened my story file to work on the tale of a witch with PTSD in love with an empath kidnapped by a narcissistic demon.  The contents could mirror my mental state at this point.

The good news is I am closing in on the end of the story, and I am sure of one thing.  Life goes on.  I will survive.  I will not make promises.  Everyone has the promise to offer, so I will not compete.  Instead, I will seek the creativity to heal my battered soul.  The story will end when it is time.

For those of you who have patiently waited, here is an excerpt of my latest work in progress, Beyond The Veil. Thank you for your continued support.

Rockets whistled overhead.  Gunfire erupted all around Logan’s unit.  He blinked away the vision of Luke’s lifeless body lying in a pool of blood.  “Gotta stay here.  Gotta focus.  Just a vision.  Nothing more.”  Logan raked fingers through his hair.  Snarling at the noise, he crouched low.  The feel of his mind slipping from reality made his breath come in quick pants.  Gas fumes and burning rubber assailed his senses.  “Gotta get out of here.”  Logan closed his eyes and covered his head with his fists.

The sound of a chopper sitting down reminded him he had to evacuate.  Sweat popped out as he took a couple of steps toward the door.  There was not the time for the sense of dread, which enveloped him.  Still, the image of another person standing behind Luke frazzled his nerves.  Logan cursed low under his breath.  The sense of De Ja Vu whirled in his head.  He stumbled before clutching the doorframe.

He had struggled with the image ever since he returned from the ‘sandbox’.  Figuring it was a figment of a battle weary brain or some psychotic meltdown did not stop Luke’s form from popping up at the worst times, like now.  He could not see ghosts now – not now.  Shaking out the kinks, Logan forced one foot in front of the other.  “Stay in the present,” he murmured.  Willing away the thoughts, Logan forced his brain to think of Aubrie.  She was safe and out of harm’s way.  The crystals he had given Gus to use would keep Aubrie safe until he could stop this disaster from happening.  Her alter ego; Valcura was going to be pissed.  Logan grinned at the image of her flying off the handle and gathering a head of steam to dump on his ass when he returned.  A quick prick of guilt reminded him of the trick he had used to keep her out of the action.  So what if she was pissed at him for holding her hostage until he could eliminate Absol and his band of merry warriors.  The eye roll brought back the headache.  Tension gripped his neck.

“Time to rock and roll, bro.”

Logan wiped away the dirt.  The voice reminded him of Luke.  Searching behind him, he confronted his buddy standing much as he had the day they’d left for Afghanistan.  Luke, the boy from back home, the quarterback and hero, stretched to his entire six foot two frame and grinned for Logan.  Gathering his wits, the former Navy SEAL shook away the memory.  “Gotta focus.  Can’t go in halfcocked.”

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Thank you for sharing with your friends.  Your support means so much.

This excerpt from Beyond The Veil, book 1 of Shadow Company is copyrighted material and the property of Catherine Wolffe, author.

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NaNoWriMo week 2, Distractions and Excuses – Just Write!


Some of you who’ve never experienced NaNoWriMo may be asking yourself “What’s the big deal?  So you sit down an write, big whoop!”  Well, for an author to “sit down and write” can sometimes be a very big deal.  Especially when “life” gets in the way, work gets in the way, or the muse is not cooperating, or the family is to close for comfort and focus, or the sun is shining outside and the muse would rather go out and play.  What?  You thought we all did nothing but write?  I’m terribly sorry to disappoint, but the majority of writers have another job that actually pays the bills.  Writing is something we do because we have to let the voices out.  Sigh, if you write you understand what I’m talking about and if you don’t, may I challenge you to try it sometime.  The experience is very enlightening.

Week 2 of NaNoWriMo started off well.  The muse and I were one with the cosmos and the words flowed.  My characters began their first adventure in this new book, which, by the way, is the second in my Western Werewolf Legend series.  I’ve decided to share the trials of being a werewolf and being a newly turned werewolf in love with my readers.  Have you ever thought about it?  The concept is mind boggling to say the least.

To get back to the tale of week 2, I managed to compile in excess of 14k before the wheels began to wobble on Thursday when all I could manage was a paltry 300 words.  By Friday morning, I wasn’t feeling my best and decided to reconsider being up at 4:30 a.m.  Around 10:30 I resurfaced and decided while I felt better, I didn’t have time to write.  Instead, getting ready to go to work, I trotted out the door, heading out to begin the other half of my work day.  Commitments with family comprised the rest of my waking hours as I babysat my grandson, who is by the way, the most beautiful little boy in the world.  I’m just sayin’  🙂

By Saturday, I derailed myself again with commitments to complete a painting project while the temperatures were right for the paint to dry.  The project took all day and gave me a considerable back ache.  Now is when you’re suppose to nod your head and ponder the futility of the writing project.  I did.

However, along comes Sunday and a renewed vigor to complete some words in my story and so as I have learned over the last several weeks, if you want to get things done, GET OFF OF THE COMPUTER!

Week three update will follow soon,  Needless to say, I have some catching up to do.  Not down and out yet!  Although a pep talk or two couldn’t hurt.  Happy writing everyone, wherever you are!

How to Write a Novel in Thirty Days – Nanowrimo 2012

So, who’s doing Nanowrimo this year?  November is under way and I have committed to writing 50,000 words in thirty days.  Who’s with me?

For those of you who aren’t familiar with Nannowrimo, the concept is simple.  You accept the challenge to write a novel in a month. Oh, did I mention the letters stand for National Novel Writing Month?  The website explains all you need to know, www.nanowrimo.org.  I said I was committed, by the end of the month I may be committed.

With the interest in The Lady in the Mist, The Western Werewolf Legend, I decided to write a follow-up book entitled Waking up Dead.  Tyler Loflin and Sonja Brooks will learn how to deal with being werewolves in love as they battle vampires disguised as Yankee soldiers.

You can keep up with my adventure this month as I try to complete my first draft of Waking up Dead.  You’ll have a firsthand look at how I’m progressing and some of the tips and obstacles I encounter along the way.  I’ve started the journey with my first post – check it out!

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Nanowrimo Update – Setting Sail

November 4, 2012 – Since this is my first year of Nanowrimo, I wanted to document my travels through these unexplored waters.  The trip should be exciting.  Like any seasoned traveler, I planned on being prepared for delays and storms along the way.  So I decided to stockpile a few words in case I found days where the writing weather was just impossible.  Maneuvering through the Nanowrimo waters can be tricky.  Learning how to paddle around was a problem for me in the beginning.  But with a little help from my Nanowrimo “writing buddies” I managed to set sail on schedule.

I’m a panster when it comes to writing a novel, so a shell of an outline is all I stowed in the hull of my boat.  Character development was documented in the first novel , check that off my packing list and we’re casting off with 8,000 words validated on the website.   I’m happy to report the beginning of the novel is underway with an action scene and a rescue fiasco.   My cast finds themselves in hot water and have to come up with a plan on the spot.  A bit of back story inserted along the way will explain some interesting details of Sonja’s birth family as well as her mentor besides proving useful later on in the book.  Check back in next week when I discover what Sonja and Ty will do to save the day.  I’ll keep you posted as the month floats along.  Happy Writing!