I have finally taken a vacation from work. I have an entire week off. Whoo hoo! So expect to see more chapters on all the stories I'm working on. yay!!!

Okay so I finally ended the story the way I wanted to in SSU. I'm satified so on to Senior Year or perhaps I'll just write the grown up version of the gang ah...so many decisions...Should I write the Senior Year or the story that focus on them five years later?

I'm so not satisfied with the ending of SSU. I feel as if I could have done better and I know I will do better.

So, after about a year of disappearing. I'm finally able to start my writing again. I realized that no matter how bad things are with me, it should never affect my writing. I tend to get so distracted over stress and worrying that I forget the main thing that keeps me grounded. Two of the most important things in my life are God and writing. Everything else pretty much comes second. So I made a promise to myself for the rest of this year to go back to dedicating myself to both of them. Oh, I also like to settle down with a good book and read too.

SSU

Laptop that I saved the later chapters 40 and 41 crashed along with my work. Talk about pissed off. So I had to start over with the writing. Things are still following along the same plot, however Paul won't be appearing until later on or maybe their senior year. However, I really would like to skip their senior year and just go on with their lives as adults. You know... I should have made this year their senior year.

SSU is a work in progress as I explained before. You are getting the new draft, not the final one for publication so what you read on fictionpress is probably going to change in the final draft, not a lot of major changes, but a few here and there, makes buying the book all the more exciting.

Hi...I know, I know you're wondering what the heck happened to her. Well, I haven't disappeared. Just started a new life...again with a new job. I know it's been quite awhile since forever as some might say. I am still working on SSU. Some of you are probably tired of waiting for the next chapter by now. Some are probably pissed off for waiting so long. And some, I know have probably given up on me. It's okay. I understand whatever your feelings are too me. It's been too freaking long! If you noticed I've taken away the last few chapters to rewrite them. I realized too much was happening too soon and making it slightly unrealistic and more like a tv soap. I don't want that to happen. When will the next chapter be out? Soon, very soon. In the meantime, I've started on a new story to get me back into the writing spirit. I'll probably change the title later because I know everyone has a title like this...anyway it's called Dark Angels.

Kat

Nope have not given up on my story at all. As of matter, I did a little writing on the next chapter tonight. Look for my stories every Friday. Although, I can't tell which one I'll be posting a new chapter to on Fridays. It's part of my plan to finish all the stories that I started. Don't be surprise if you see a new one popping up.

Here's a short preview of what's to come in the next chapter of SSU.


He was as handsome as ever in his tailored three piece suite which no doubt came from Armani. Even in college, Paul had always dressed as a business man or in some form of conservative clothes. He rarely wore jeans. He stood tall and proudly before them and those sharp dark eyes did not waiver from Brent’s threatening blue ones. Cathy couldn’t help but notice how different the two men she’d chosen to love were to each other. Paul had straight short black hair that he wore in a conservative style. Brent’s hair was untamable with wild curls. Paul was tall and lean built which made his body perfect for the suites he wore. Brent was tall and stocky. His clothes were never able to cover the bulging muscles in his arms and shoulders. Everything about Paul had been quiet and reserved, even when he was angry. With Brent, he had always been straightforward and upfront with his feelings, pretty much the way he was acting now.

“Paul,” Cathy said quietly. Brent’s arms pulled her close to him trapping her against his chest.

Paul stood his ground, his eyes staring coldly at Brent, although his words were to Cathy. “I wanted to see how you were doing.”

“She’s fine,” Brent answered for her.

He was angry. The past few days had been hell on him. Finding out about Cathy’s heart problem and dealing with Lee’s feelings towards Cathy had set him on the edge. As soon as one threat had disappeared another one surfaced. Paul. He’d rather deal with Lee; at least Lee didn’t have a history with Cathy. Paul was dangerous. He had been perfect for Cathy. They were almost exactly alike in the way they dressed, acted, and their interests, but Cathy didn’t love Paul, she loved him. He tried to keep telling himself that, but standing here before Paul brought back a lot of bad memories for him when he watched them together last year. It hurt then and it tore him up now. It was as if some unknown force was trying to take her away from him by any means possible. Lee was the first threat. Then, her heart condition became a new threat. Now, Paul standing here right after Lee had driven away.

Cathy could feel the tension in Brent’s body as he held her possessively to him. She really didn’t know what to do. She knew Brent was angry. She could feel it throughout his entire body which worried her. When Brent was angry, he was like a ticking time bomb that could explode any second.

“I believe Cathy is quite capable of speaking for herself,” Paul replied coldly. He did not like what he was seeing. They were together. It was written all over Brent’s body language. Why did he come back? Was it worth breaking his heart again? Cathy had always been unattainable to him even when they were together. There had a part of her she had held back. He had suspected Brent was the reason why he could never fully have her. Now, he had proof. He should have walked away. He should have….

So I guess you're wondering why I haven't updated on SSU. The distractions of life...job, new relationship, and living situation all taking away from my writing the greatest novel that ever existed. Yeah right. LOL. But anyway, I am trying. I got through two pages and ended up stopping. I'm working on the next chapter, just will be longer than I thought. I think I got a little writer's block on through out the middle of the chapter. Whenever, I get that way, I just work on my other stories until I can come back to the original one. Will there be a chapter out this Friday? I have no idea. I shall work on it while at work and see how it goes from there.

Your author,
Whisperingmoon

Well people there certainly won't be anymore excuses for me to not write on my stories anymore because I finally got a laptop! Whoo hoo! *dances around* I'm sooo happy. Now I can like write while I'm in bed or in the park or on a long trip. Muwahahaha!

Whisperingmoon

There’s this guy I haven’t been able to get off my mind for a very long time. Our relationship is complicated and very confusing though. His name is Randall. I’ve known him since we were kids. His mother, at the time, was dating my father and she had a boy by my father. A half brother whose name is Elliot who I barely knew and I haven’t seen in several years now. Anyway, Randall was my half brother’s brother from another man. Hope that’s not too confusing. Randall was in no way related to me, but I’ve always seen him as a big brother compared to my little brother, Elliot who shared the same father as I did. Randall took the role seriously. He has always watched out for me, protected me, and made sure I was emotionally and mentally happy whenever he was around me. His family left when I was 12 and I didn’t see them again until I was 16. I spent the summer with them during that age before they disappeared from my life once again. The last time I saw Randall was when I was still living in Memphis, TN and my husband was in the process of finding a place with his new girlfriend while I was left at home to defend for myself. By that time Randall was 28 going on 29 and he’d lived a very hard life, harder than mine. He’d been almost everywhere in the U.S. Had lost most of his friends and loved ones by either traffic accidents or murder. For example, one was murdered in cold blood over a racial issue in the south. The guy was beaten, had two cements tied to his feet and tossed into a river where he drowned. This was the day before they were supposed to go on a trip together. He’d just graduated with honors from high school and had a major scholarship for a university. The other friend actually committed suicide by jumping off a bridge right here in the Bay Area. Randall also watched another friend get shot in the head and his brain explode all over him and the car they were in. His entire family was in a car wrecked and news was reported that they were all dead. However, it wasn’t true, they were alive barely, but alive. To say he’s lived a harsh life would be putting it lightly. So when I saw him in Memphis, he had changed from the sweet person I knew to someone dark, angry and completely out of hand. However, his feelings for me hadn’t changed. And he practically took over my life whether I wanted him to or not. I know it was his way of trying to protect me from my ex and the rest of the world also. But this dark side of him was something I was at lost to how to handle. It was a shock really to see him changed so much. There were times I had to beg him to not beat my husband to a bloody pulp and even then he ignored me. Thank God, my ex hadn’t been around when he came to see me or there would have been nothing I could have done to stop Randall. I think God had a lot to do with it too. For some reason, Randall was always missing my ex whenever he decided to pop over unannounced. No matter how badly my ex husband had treated me, I didn’t want Randall to kill the man. And I certainly didn’t want to see him or his adopted son, Jay, locked up in jail.

Oh yeah, Jay was the exact opposite of Randall, at least in outward appearances. He was thoughtful and sensitive whereas Randall tended to be irrational and overbearing. He had a wonderful sense of humor and was way beyond maturity for a young man of 18. I was completely shocked and surprise such a nice young man could actually exist. We connected instantly; especially when I found out we had a lot in common. Both of our mothers died, neither of us actually had a family and we liked the same games, music and movies. However, Jay was the same as Randall when it came to protecting something he cared about me. And he went right along with Randall whenever the concern of my well-being came up. And like Randall, I couldn’t talk him out of wanting to kill my ex also.

No one had ever defended me that way or even cared, so I began thinking of those two as my heroes. They made my life a little easier knowing that I had two very strong guys watching out for me even if no one else gave a damn about me. During that time, I believe Randall stopped seeing me as a little sister and began seeing me as a woman. I, however, wouldn’t let myself believe that he had those feelings for me. I kept seeing him as a big brother. He didn’t really say too much, but he did hint that there was the possibility that we could end up together. But even then, he wasn’t sure of himself. One reason was because I was still staying with my ex at the time and he thought I’d eventually go back to him regardless of the way the man treated me, as if! I believe things began to get extremely intense between us and emotionally he couldn’t take it. He was beginning to fall for me hard. I could tell because of the way he looked at me, his possessiveness when it came to me and the way the whole tension between him, my ex and my unhappiness was affecting him. He began not only taking it out on himself, but everyone around him too. One night, he and Jay just left me. They went to New Orleans to help repair houses. The plan was to go there and make a lot of money, send me money to get out of my situation and send his mother money also. But it didn’t work that way, he got there and lost contact with not only me, but his family as well. There weren’t any phone lines at the time, not even the cell phones worked. I was seriously hurt over this, heartbroken actually. At the time, I didn’t know about phone lines being down. All I knew was that another person that I had allowed myself to care about walked out on me again. I was angry. I felt betrayed and abandoned not only by my husband, but Randall as well. I didn’t blame Jay because I know Randall was a father figure/big brother to him. They were gone for several months. I didn’t think I’d ever hear from them again. During that time was the most horrible time of my life. That was when I went through the eviction, felt totally alone, and almost had to live in a homeless shelter. Not to mention everything else I’ve previously told you about in my other journals.

Now he’s back, not physically, but back nevertheless. He finally got a cell phone and the first person he asked about, so his mother told me, was about me. When he found out that I was not where he left me and that I hadn’t moved in with his mother, which had been what he thought would happen if I did leave my ex, he was highly upset. “What the hell is she doing in California?” Were his words to his mother. LOL Ah well. What exactly did he expect? That everything was would happen his way while he was gone? Men. So now what do I get? Trouble. He’s upset because he can’t protect me because I’m not in the south anymore. After what I’ve been through, I’ve found out that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Still he can’t see that. In his eyes, I’m still this sweet, innocent, naïve girl who needs to be protected from the world. That’s really romantic, really. But realistically, it’s not like that. Yet, I feel find myself constantly thinking about him. I often wonder if I’m in love with him or not. Or is it because I’m drawn to the way he seems to care about me so much. Still, if he did care so much, I often wonder why he never calls me. I hear from him like once a every three weeks and when I do, he’s trying to boss me around by telling me to take care of my health and threatening me to come here and make me go to the doctor. Suddenly, he’s telling me that he’s getting married next year, yet he has no girlfriend, isn’t even dating. Why would he tell me that? Unless he’s talking about marrying me. He’s also saying that I shouldn’t try to live in Seattle, he doesn’t want to live there. It rains too much for him. Once again…um…from what I know, I’m the one that’s going to be living there, not him, unless he’s saying we’re going to be together. Then he says he’s coming here in December to see me. And now he’s calling me BabyGirl and Love. Pet names he’s never used before. So the question is? Is he really trying to take this to the next level now that my ex is really out of my life or am I just reading too much into what he’s been saying? And, if he is, then why all the hints? Why don’t he just come out and say, hey…I think I’m in love with you and I want to be with you.

So why am I writing three pages about him? Well since I can’t seem to stop thinking about him, the only way I’m going to be able to deal with it, is to write a novel about him. It will of course, be fiction and paranormal. I’m into the paranormal these days. Actually, it will be a mixture of what’s happened to us in real life with fiction added into it. The reason why I’m making it paranormal or supernatural is because I tend to have those qualities, we both do. Something about myself, I will explain later and hope no one thinks I’m crazy, but I have always been born with the gift of prophecy. Every since I was a child I have always been able to see glimpses into the future, most of the times through dreams, other times through visions. This next story will be posted on fictionpress along with my other stories. If you’d ever like to read the others, here’s the link. I’m working on one right now about college life which I haven’t updated in a year. This is the one I’m getting published. All stories on fictionpress are just rough drafts, not the final work which means, there’s still quite a lot of work that needs to be done. However, the final drafts will be the ones that will be published.

http://www.fictionpress.com/~whisperingmoon

Hey people I know it's been a very long time. A lot has happened. I got a great job that pays very well. I've moved into my own place and I am definitely enjoying life. However, I still don't have my own computer. I have to use the one at work, which I think is perfect until I can get my own. Hopefully, that will be soon. I saved all my chapters of SSU on a back up disk because I know it's been pretty much a year since I've last wrote. Hopefully you will be seeing a new chapter soon if you haven't forgotten about it lol. I know. Promises, promises.

Kat