Why Werewolves?

The more people I meet, the more often I get asked: Why do you write about werewolves? They're monsters, right? Why not write a nice children's book instead?
Ahhh, I have a good answer to that. (Noooo! My mother did not drop me on my head as an infant!)
It's the lure of being able to tame the ultimate animal. One woman who through her love who is able to tame the beast. Yeah, he can be a killer. He as a werewolf has the capability for utter cruelty and death. The wolf in him calls to the part of us that still wants to appreciate nature at it's best.
It's Beauty and the Beast. (I won't break into song here. Trust me, you'll be glad I didn't.) In my second book PMSing, Brandon is like the dog who has been beaten one too many times. He doesn't know how to stop attacking and accept a gentle hand. He believes himself to be the monster. Both his family and Karen believe differently. It takes more courage than ever for Brandon to forgive the past and begin to accept the love offered.
In Making Tracks, Mark Weis has to overcome Bailey's fear of the monsters. He's a funny crack-up who deals with the past in his own way, but his every decision speaks to Bailey of his humanity. I mean, humans put a foot in thier mouth only half as often as Mark seems to around Bailey, so that makes this werewolf, what? Twice as human? See made you smile.
Now that I've been working on the next installment of the Anderson County Pack, I'm seeing another side. That of someone who wasn't born to the life of a shapeshifter. It makes a difference when you didn't choose the life and then the life you finally made for yourself starts to crumble around you.
Stick with me Blue-Collar fans, I haven't given up on another book. Keep your fingers crossed, I'm hoping to be finished with the draft by Jan. (That would be my own personal goal, lol)
Take care ~~Buffi

Surviving Ike

Hi all,
Well, I survived Ike's invasion through East Texas. Lots of horrible rain and wind. (shudder) But I was nice and dry in Elkhart, Texas. Unfortuantely, about 7am Sat morning the power shuddered to a halt.
No problem...right? The power company was well aware of possible power outages...right? Bwahahahhahahah!
9pm Sat night we decided to forage for coffee and cooked food. Elkhart was D. E. A. D. Not a light in sight. We were sure Palestine had electricty, but decided to call my sister at the cafe (Harold's) she manages opposite Elkhart in Grapeland.
GASP! They had power... They were open! THEY HAD COFFEE AND FOOD!
So we turned the car around and went to Grapeland! Yippee. A hamburger. Ice. And yes, all poor people who were in the same boat from Elkhart to ---yes CONROE. Stayed until 4 am this morning stocking the sandwich box with sandwiches and fruit.
So, If you're on that stretch, you might find a reprieve at Harold's in Elkhart. You might not find a salad, but there's sandwiches and COFFEE (smile).
I'm headed back to my own home in Palestine today. Thankfully, I have power. My prayers go out to all the evacuees who will be heading home today and later. Be careful on the road, guys. And cut the over worked people in the cafe's and gas stations on the way a little slack.
One guy last night had the gall to make disparaging comments about the service. AFTER they decided to remain open for 24 hours at the cafe so that people could have a hot meal. Or a meal of some kind. This was after hours of literally wall to wall customers and working hard to thaw frozen solid rolls of meat for the next run.
Remember, those people braved comeing back out so that you guys could have a little comfort after the storm. So be nice and remember we're all in this together. A little kindness and understanding goes both ways.
My prayers are with all you guys having to deal with Ike's mess.
~~Buffi BeCraft-Woodall