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Core Beliefs – Chapter 55 - New Recruits Monday, February 2nd, Matt flew to Washington, DC, for a meeting with Senator Saulman Coldwell. He took a cab to the Senate office building and, with some difficulty, located the senator’s office. The receptionist greeted him brightly and led him to the senator’s office. She said the senator was on his way back from a meeting, and it would only be a few minutes. Matt settled into a comfortable chair. He knew exactly what he wanted to

When you're a writer, nothing moves in a straight line. You are thumped with a second of inspiration, and you give chase. I've been working on book five of the Daniel Saga for years.... I'm nearing the end, almost dreading because I know book six is going to be harder to write! Here is the start of book five: Walter Golding 59,054 words...thus far, not all in this post. DANIEL, I SEE CHI A Novel by W.R. GOLDING Chapter 1 “Mastering what reside

Core Beliefs – Chapter 54 - Water from Nowhere At 7:00 a.m., Matt’s phone rang. He recognized the ringtone even before he checked the caller ID, answering quickly. “Hello, Dr. Morgan, this is Matthew Lehman.” “Hello, Mr. Lehman. I received the gifts and your instructions just today. This is our first opportunity to call. How is our little girl?” “Charlie’s fine. It was a thrill meeting her,” Matt said. “She is a very special young lady.” “Mr. Lehman.” “Call me Matt. Ple

Reading can corrupt your writing. Lately I've been reading, some new, some revisits, some instructional. I get deep pleasure when reading, but I've found the plots, scenes, the characters of others can contaminate the ones I'm in the middle of creating. Too often I find a phrase or description of another author ink blotted in the middle of my words. I set Tolkien down, the rich imagery, clean script, the marvelously conceived plots, Tolkien's brilliance a joyous pleasure, but

Core Beliefs – Chapter 53 - A Charlie Christmas (Not a Misspelling) Charley couldn’t pull himself away from the silo. The continuous research and an intoxicating pace of discovery kept his days occupied, and the task of designing a colony on an island far away, handed to him by his Uncle Matt, ate up most of his nights. In all his life he’d never felt so challenged and yet fulfilled. His life was beyond happy…except for one missing piece. Charlotte insisted he stay at Armo

Core Beliefs – Chapter 52 - The First Council of Dlrow Wen When Ellie and Doug left on their honeymoon, Charley Lehman also disappeared. On a very cold day in early November, Joe and Cynthia drove to the Kansas City airport and waited in the terminal, watching with anticipation. Passenger after passenger walked by, but not Charley. Finally, a young man with a deep tan, sun bleach hair, a scruffy beard, wearing a ragged sweatshirt and ratty blue jeans, angled their way. His

Seems I published the same words for Chapter's 47 and 48. 47 - Real time is okay, but Chapter 48 - Clean Up Crew, was wrong! That has now been corrected! Thanks for letting me know when I fubar. I think we are good to go. Most of all, thank you for reading. Walter Golding

Modified the front page of www.wrgolding.com web page!!!! Changed page to show The Falls as a featured selection. It's a novella, not a full book. Looks like I got all the links right. It's offered free. Click the download, click the buy, price is zero, fill out the info for your email. This book has been cleaned, spruced, tightened, and is a much cleaner read than when first offered. You will still need to use an eBook reader or import it into your library. If you have any

I dedicated a lot of time and resources to creating and updating this webpage. All evolves. There are some changes to be made. The question is...how bad will I screw things up in the effort to improve this page? I often find myself these moments where doubt and insecurity cause me to pause, then eventually...I say "what the hell!...and forge ahead with self destruction

Core Beliefs – Chapter 51 - Uninvited Guest A spring day in 2011, Eldridge Coblentz cruised toward home down the county road, feed for his critters piled in his pickup bed. A peppy Gather’s gospel tune filled the truck cab from a new CD his boy, Elvin, had bought him. Eldridge hummed along, tempted to join in the song, but mostly listened to the guitars pickin’. An unexpected flash of light caused his left eye to wince. His head twisted, looking for the source. On his neigh