June 13th, 2009
Hi all,
Well it her, what you’ve been waiting for, Chapter Two of the story of Senator James Olafsson, weaving together the tale of an ambitious young charismatic Western Senator on the road to the White House. This is a short excerpt from the story. I know that you’re certain to enjoy it and that you’ll find it as entertaining as you found Chapter One.
Be sure to come back soon as Chapter Three will be up for you’re listening pleasure. You don’t want to miss anything in this exciting saga as it unfolds.
The full chapter can be downloaded by purchasing a subscription or by scrolling down and clicking the Buy Now button. If you’re new to the site I hope you decide to get subscribed and come back often, if you’re a returning listener, thanks for all your support.
Wyatt
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June 13th, 2009
A man with a story, aged and worn, tired from the years, James Olafsson settle amidst the palpably obscure, lost in his thoughts and his memories, longing to once more find himself in that dream that had come to encompass his life. Yet time, it passes no man and now… now he finds all that he has left are his letters and his pictures and a tale that has been waited a generation to be told.
The maverick from Montana, Senator Olafsson is young, charismatic and charming, yet passionately intense. It seems that there is little that stands in his way as the road to ambition is paved in front of him. He’s waited, built and now the doors are opened to him and there’s little else left that he wants. Yet haunted, he thinks of the life he could have had, the life that seems to have alluded him all these years, knowing there is no such thing as second chances.
Chapter Two of Montana Skies sets the stage of the story amidst the turbulent times of the late 1960’s as it paints the picture of the young Senator full of unbridled hope and ambition, as he finds himself cast into the limelight that he has sought. Dreams of the White House and the Oval Office mark his way. Yet he can’t seem to escape this feeling, this lingering thought… that possibly something is missing…
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June 6th, 2009
Hi all,
This is a sample from the first chapter of my novel Montana Skies, I hope you take the time to listen because I know you will enjoy it. I plan to record each chapter into audio and release it for you’re listening pleasure over the course of the coming weeks. It paints a vivid picture of love, hope, dreams and ambitions, spanning the course of fifty years.
Scroll down, it’s available for download a ways down, after the description from the book.
In the next few weeks I also hope to make the print copy available on Amazon, so I’ll keep you posted and let you know when it’s up and ready.
Thanks again for your support, looking forward to hearing more from you in the future.
Wyatt.
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June 6th, 2009
He knew that he shouldn’t but he couldn’t seem to help it as his mind wandered back to those dreams… those dreams of what could have been. He didn’t know why he couldn’t just let the past remain there, where it belonged, locked away in the further recesses of his mind. After all, his life wasn’t bad; he had all that he could have wanted. Successful, charismatic, respected, in so many ways the world was his for the taking.
Still, he was haunted. Haunted by the memories that stirred deep within him that sense of discontent and the restlessness it made him wonder, even amidst all of his successes, about the road not travelled.
Behind the cold, sometimes distant eyes of Senator James Olafsson there lies another story of his life all together. A story that is seldom uttered yet all too often lived and relived.
Ambitious, powerful and driven, he was known to be man of passionate intensity with an iron will that would take him as far as he wanted to go. In his twenty years serving in the halls of Congress he had built the reputation for being a political force few would be able to reckon with. Now, as his star continued to rise, even the Presidency seemed like it could very well be his for the taking.
But before there ever was a Senator James Olafsson there was Pastor James Olafsson, a small town Lutheran preacher from the heart of Montana. And that would be the story that few people would actually know.
Haunted by the love that he had and that he had lost so many years before he can’t seem to erase the past or put it behind him. Even after two decades it still crept up on him, forcing him into those dreams of that life he could have had but that he had given up on so many years before when she left his life, shattering those hopes as she went.
He dreamed of it even still, knowing though that there was no such thing as second chances in his life…
That is until she suddenly, without warning appeared once more in his life with a secret she had kept buried for all those years and he is left to make the ultimate choice: the life he chose or the dreams he left behind.
A story of love and loss, woven against the vast open prairies and the halls of power in Washington D.C. Montana Skies tells the tale of those memories we can’t seem to escape and the hope that seems to dwell within the longing for second chances. Following almost 50 years in the life of a man who went from preacher to politician it tells of one on a journey of the soul seeking the longing of his spirit and another who’s looking for redemption amidst the pain of her heart as they find their lives inalterably woven together.
Romantic and heartwarming little is lost in the telling of this story as it paints a vivid picture inescapable for the reader.
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June 3rd, 2009
Hi again,
Well it’s been a busy few weeks but I am glad I finally got the chance to get The Last Will Be First up. I know that you will enjoy it. Considered a compelling tale that is Steinbeck-esque in its nature, it’s a story about social justice, about shattered hopes and dreams and a faith and a friendship that will not, even amidst the darkest of days, die between two men whose lives become irreversibly woven together.
Hope all is going well with everybody out there and that you like this sample from this story. As always the full version is available down below.
Wyatt
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June 3rd, 2009
He never expected that this would be his life, that this would be all that it had amounted to. He may not have had big dreams but they were always larger than this. Yet now… now he was nothing more than a lost soul searching for a place in a world that seemed to just forget him, relying on the compassion and the sympathy of others as the days of his life passed by waiting in one line or another, praying for some sort of deliverance that would restore his hope and his faith. It hadn’t come yet but then when you have nothing faith and hope becomes everything.
A compelling and riveting story of loss and hope amidst a world that seemed so dark and distant, given to such despair The Last Will Be First tells of two men passed by in a land of promise and prosperity, and the dreams they had that someday they would be able to finally find more. A tale of the bonds we form, the optimism that transcends our circumstances and the desperation that can encompass us, it shows a side of life that is rarely considered or talked about, but that grips so many in its clutches.
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May 25th, 2009
Hi,
Welcome back to Moments in Time. Here’s a new story that I am sure that you will enjoy. Along with The Execution and The Outpost, Finally Free is a part of The Cry is Freedom collection of short stories that delves into the challenges, the adversity and the perseverance of the human soul as it struggles for liberty and justice.
Set against the backdrop of America’s fight against slavery, the abolitionist movement and the lead up to the Civil War, it’s a story that delves deep into love and hope, strength and courage even against the most impossible of odds.
I hope you enjoy.
Wyatt
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May 25th, 2009
She knelt in quiet prayer, waiting, longing for him to come through that church door, to hold her once more in his arms. Yet, as the days passed, as the nights quickly turned to morning she was left to wonder if he was ever to come, or if she’d ever see him again. She knew that the road was hard, that the journey was treacherous and she couldn’t help but find her hope fleeting, turning to despair as she waited for him to finally come. Maybe she should have never left him, maybe she should never have went ahead of him, for, as no word came, she was left to believe the worst had happened, and that she was alone amidst the world.
Set against the backdrop of pre-Civil War America, Finally Free tells the story of a onetime slave and her path to freedom as she waits for her love to join her. A tale of faith, hope, patience and perseverance it weaves together the fear and the dread of those early days when men and women would have to be snuck out, hiding as cargo so that they might stand free.
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May 4th, 2009
Hi,
This is an excerpt from my latest story, Stealing Time. It’s about a aging man who is seeking desperately to regain his place in the world. Lost and confused he finds himself lonely and hurt, full of pain that seems to engulf him. Then the feelings hit and he is left with nothing more than the attempts to try and find what he once lost. I really hope that you enjoy it and I look forward to more to short stories to come. Feel free to contact me any time with any questions that you may have and thanks for all your support.
Wyatt
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May 4th, 2009
Deep inside him he could feel it stirring. In those moments the feelings because inescapable. He was lost in them. Slowly he would move his old and aged body, quietly hoping not to draw attention to himself as he moved through the hallway to her room. He would try to stop himself but it was like a sirens song that always drew him back again and he knew that there was little left that he could do even if he wanted to. He longed too much for her touch, for her feel. He just couldn’t stay away any longer.
Stealing Time is a story of loneliness, and age, of the pain and sorrow of time passing you by and the moments of redemption that you find in the instances of joy that come. The story of one old man’s journey and longing it weaves the tale of a person searching for his lost place in the world, seeking to once more, amidst his desperation, to gain it.
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