M.L. Woolley's Blog, page 3
March 23, 2012
The screams came from the distance- and were chilling.&nb...
The screams came from the distance- and were chilling. "Oh God.-Someone help me". The sounds of wicked laughter echoed and the air was charged with a sense of doom.
She heard the sounds from far off and came to help him. She recognized Tyler's voice. How could she ever forget that day?
Tyler looked at her with a sense of both shame and wonder. There was something beautiful in her eyes. She had a look of radiance and compassion, and yet, great strength.
What had happened to the girl he knew a few years ago? His eyes felt the hot sting of tears behind them and he felt remorse for what he had done. He met her gaze and felt a desire to take her in his arms and hold her. "I'm so sorry for what happened".
She heard the sounds from far off and came to help him. She recognized Tyler's voice. How could she ever forget that day?
Tyler looked at her with a sense of both shame and wonder. There was something beautiful in her eyes. She had a look of radiance and compassion, and yet, great strength.

Published on March 23, 2012 10:20
March 21, 2012
The magnitude of his gift was beyond understanding...
No one could know the magnitude of the gift he had given her. The white horses belonged to the immortals. The animal was a part of his soul, his way back home and his closest friend. The night he gave his precious gift was a turning point in his existence. There was no where to go but through the darkness. She didn't know it, but she held part of his very soul for the animal was tied to him. The sacrifice was great but his love for her was greater still. He would give his very life for her if it was required. She had held his heart for eternity and she had forgotten what had been.
Published on March 21, 2012 19:01
March 18, 2012
The Moon Draws Us...
The moon is full and its translucent light bathes the landscape. I have spent many nights under moons, just like this one, with my wife. I can almost hear her soft laughter and playful tone. Her face is everywhere, and I feel I am going mad, with grief.
Published on March 18, 2012 11:47
March 17, 2012
Did you ever wonder "What If" ?
People always tell me about the shoulda, coulda, woulda, things they wish they had done. What if we did tue things we dreamed about? Would we be happier, wealthier or more fulfilled? That's an interesting question and one many of us wonder about. *If* we had made our feelings known would we be living happily ever after with our soulmate? *If* we had taken that job when it came up would we be doing better? *If* we had gone one to a degree or higher degree would we be happier? *If* we had only tole her (or him) we lived them one last time would the outcome have been different?Its tricky, this thing called life. If we all had crystal balls we would all be happy, rich and successful. I dont buy that. What if we lived each day like it was our last and made every moment count? Life has a way of rectifying mistakes if only w press forward. If only we would do today what we have put off for tomorrow....Happy Saturday!- Michele
Published on March 17, 2012 19:53
March 16, 2012
Friday Night Writing!
Made it through another work week! Woo hoo for those of us who work an write on weekends! It was an interesting week and I met a couple cool people in the course if social work. They are quirky and gave me some awesome character ideas.... Writing is all about getting into the head of each character and figuring them out. When I'm writing a story I take myself into the life of the character.... I dream up a life for them, friends, family, hopes and dreams. What is it that makes them tick? Why do they murder? How do they love? Why are they the way they are? We all have unique perspectives and it's fun putting it all together.... Feeling deeply and thinking outside the box... Have a chill night all! Signing off for now... 7000 words today, 2 murders and some amazing magic- I'm exhausted living a second life ;)- Michele
Published on March 16, 2012 20:51
March 15, 2012
Working a "real" job and book writing?
Ok, so I am at work at my job as a Social Worker and receive not one but Two emails from publishig houses! I am taking my 15 minute break to write this. I know it's lame but I thought it was very cool so what the heck? For those of you struggling to work full time, pay the bills and write there is hope! At the end of a very long and dusty tunnel a light appears... "maybe" the 25 hours each weekend sitting at my dining room table typing will pay off? They want to see part two, which I think, is my best work... Have a chill day all of you in blog land.- Michele :)
Published on March 15, 2012 11:01