Nathan_Wolf

United States
Member since: 30 Mar. '19
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I haven't published any stories yet. The suspense is killing you, right?
I haven't published any ads yet. The suspense is killing you, right?
I'm a 70-year-old Vietnam Vet and a first-time novelist. I love to tell stories and I enjoy the company of serious writers. I've been a wordsmith, journalist, and editor for most of my career. I have never done fiction. I have always wanted to try my hand at being a novelist. I knew from experience I had a gift for words. People adored my newspaper columns, and the sermons I gave as a member of my church's lay ministry. My self-published autobiography of life as an abused child was getting five-star reviews. Folks loved my book. I didn't. I authored it out of personal necessity. I needed to come to terms with the past. My childhood is an ongoing odyssey. As is life. After getting the reality of yesterday out of my system, I wanted to something for fun. I'll be honest, my current WIP - 97,500 words, started as a throwaway. I've always wanted to write a dirty story so, what the hell, I gave it a shot. I love the Post-Apocalyptic genre and I also appreciate spicy well-written tales such as the "Clan of the Cave Bear" series by Jean M. Auel. Spice is good, as long as it doesn't overwhelm the flavor or ruin the recipe. To make things interesting, I gave myself a challenge. My guy is a doppelganger of myself and I put him in the most impossible situation I could imagine: trapped in an all-woman survivalist cult living off-the-grid for fifteen years. They don't want him with them and he doesn't want to be there. They can't let him go - no man alive is allowed to know the location of their home. They will not kill him, for he's done them no harm and he can't stay, because he is not one of them. By the way, it's the dead of winter. Eight months and 80,000 words later the Apocalypse happens. I'll say no more. You'll need to read the story to find out how the adventure turns out. As a historian of the future, I feel an obligation to craft characters and a world as real as fantasy allows. Every word, deed, and thought must ring with truthful credibility. No super-heroes inhabit my book, only ordinary bat-shit crazy people doing the best they can to survive. I'm also a coward. To test my penmanship, I posted my chapters online under the name of Nathan Wolf, in a self-publishing process, I call, "Writing Out Loud". Strangers on the web would score my wordsmithing abilities. Not my friends. To my utter astonishment, my story was a hit! S far, readers have downloaded more than a million copies from websites scattered about the internet. I am thrilled by the 92-97% approval rating awarded by readers. I'm also scared to death. Will my next chapter be as worthy of expectations? It is a continuing journey. As is life.