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Ninja Author


Scarlett Van Dijk

Ninjas are stealthy. You don’t see them until it is too late. I like to believe that the part of me that is the author has a likeness to a ninja since I never realized it was there until I began to write.

My first novel, Sky Stone, wasn’t a life goal of mine; I never imagined being an author. When my writing life began, I was originally writing in order to release my pent up emotions and to capture a dream on paper. Perhaps that dream was the ninja author’s first move at taking over my life? In any case, soon a story grew. I decided to enter that story into a novella competition, watching the word count increase by increments. Little did I realise that the word count would not cease at the 20 000 word limit. “Am I writing a novel?” I asked myself at this point. In response, my chest puffed out and my chin rose along with my ego. I was writing a novel, something none of my friends had done. Sky Stone expanded to reach 55 000 words and, at its completion, I felt both relief and pride. Sky Stone was finished, the energy I had put into writing spent. I wouldn’t write another novel.

People have often asked me whether I wanted to become a well-known author. Did I want masses of people to read Sky Stone? Did I want to see Sky Stone in bookstores around the world? My answer is “yes” but in reality, I don’t care if it eventuates or not. For me, those things would be bonuses as I have already reached my goal with writing: to be able to call myself a novelist. I feel pride in my accomplishment and don’t require more than that. Of course, I would like people to read Sky Stone and like it, but if they do not then their opinion will affect me very little.

The ninja author struck again when I began writing the sequel to Sky Stone. The inspiration and energy to write Guardian Core was unexpected. Suddenly Sky Stone became the first book of a potential series. With Guardian Core, the intent was always to create a novel and I went about it a great deal differently than I did with Sky Stone. Sky Stone was written linearly, in order from start to finish, with little planning. How do you plan something you never envisioned happening? While writing Guardian Core, I outlined my plot and jumped from chapter to chapter as inspiration took me. Now I have all my major scenes written and only need to fill in the gaps. I feel this has worked better for me and has been an interesting learning curb.

The ninja author in me has now taken over my life. It keeps creeping to the front of my mind, taking note of interactions around me, settings, people, anything that could be used in a story. I am a ninja author.

Scarlett Van Dijk


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On Writing “Catch a Wolf”


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On Writing “Catch a Wolf”

I had a lot of fun writing the sequel to my debut novel, “In a Wolf’s Eyes”. Not only was it fun getting my characters out of the predicament I put them in, and, of course, dropping them into other life-threatening situations, I found myself delving into the realms of subplots and inner turmoil. When I read a book, whether it be a Stephen King horror, a Dick Francis mystery or a Tami Hoag thriller, I always got a kick out of the very human side of the characters created by authors like these. Perhaps I even learned something from them.

“In a Wolf’s Eyes” set up the essential plot and gave my readers the characters they both loved and hated, and a storyline to follow. But “Catch a Wolf” sets the stage for Raine’s innermost terrors – the beast within himself. He doesn’t want to acknowledge he’s different from everyone else. He’s terrified of finding out what he truly is and hides from the truth. He runs from what he is and refuses to accept the base creature that is himself.

Ly’Tana also suspects there’s something unique about her. Like Raine, she’s frightened of the influences granted her by the powers that be, and wishes such had never come to her. She has the power none other can wield, and that power can be removed from her – if she wants it badly enough. But does she really? While it scares her silly, does she dare spurn such a gift?

Raine and Ly’Tana find themselves falling desperately, headlong in love with one another. Yet, both realize their union can never be. Ly’Tana knows her father will never permit it. Raine believes he’s not good enough for her, and never will be. I think that was probably the most fun of all: letting them fall for each other while knowing it’ll never work.

But will it work?

I dunno. Do you?

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I sometimes think God should have ignored Noah’s prayers.

When He wanted to wash the world of humanity’s evil and self-serving ways, He should have done so. How many good people are there in this world worth saving? A hundred? Ten? One?

I can picture this conversation Jesus had before his crucifixion: “You want me to suffer unimaginable pain and agony for these nimrods? Are you effing KIDDING me?”

And God might have replied. “I know, son, this just sucks rocks. But there ARE good people worth dying for.”

Jesus might shrug. “Well, I’ll take your word on that, Dad. Tell Mom I said hi, and save supper for me.”

I have to ask if we humans ARE worth Christ’s sacrifice. Perhaps we should have drowned and the simple beasts who only kill to survive might endure. When you read about school shootings, terrorist acts of violence, a mother abandoning her daughter on a beach – you gotta wonder. I heard the story the other day of a young man who killed himself. That’s not new – my own brother killed himself more than six years ago, and I have only one reason: God let him do it because he hurt too much.

Yet, this young man had much to live for. My brother ached in body and spirit, and I know he’s sharing a beer and a smoke with Christ right now. However, John, as I’ll call him, had two young sons to live for. He wanted nothing but to be with them, love them, teach them, laugh and hunt and fish and swim and do all the things fathers did with sons. The mother of his children, the selfish, self-serving bitch that she is, denied him his children. Jesus died for the likes of HER? Are you effing KIDDING me? What selfish greed took the sons from the father, demanded more child support than he could give, and turned her back when he reached out for help. John wanted help, he contacted people – the mother of his kids, his current girlfriend. They ignored him – “He won’t do it, he’s acting out.”

My brother took his own life without reaching out to anyone. Had he tried, I know several who would have dropped everything and run to him, me included. John tried. Those who would – could – have stopped him were hindered by miscommunications. Those he did contact turned their backs. No wonder John chose to end his pain. He had nothing to live for.

Now that’s the saddest statement of all.

Because he had EVERYTHING to live for.

And the selfish, self-serving bitch? She’s got all the cards in her chubby fist. Two grand a month from the state, and if the grandparents mourning for their lost son want to see their son’s children, they are forced to play her games. I said that what goes around comes around, and I hope and pray those aren’t empty words. I can only hope that karma asserts itself and people pay dearly for the wrong they do in this life. That one day, not only do they pay for their sins, they KNOW they are paying for them.

I myself have paid for the dishonorable things I’ve done. I’ve felt the bad karma drop on my head like fifty pound bag of filth. I often ask God why he doesn’t do the same for the people around me committing what surely are offenses in His sight. He doesn’t answer me. So I ask Him – Why do I have to pay and they don’t?

Because you know better.

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