WIP: Days of Deception

Catherine sits down at the keyboard to write about her novel. “Gah!” she screams. “I don’t know where to start!”

She buries her head in her hands. She knows what she wants to say but doesn’t know how to do it without making it sound extremely stupid. All writers understand that feeling.

As she bemoans her plight, a swift red blur dashes across the room until is is right beside her. Catherine looks down as the blur presses its wet black nose into her lap. “Andi?” she asks as if she had forgotten her own character’s name.

“Hello,” Andi the talking fox replies. “I heard that you cannot figure out how to tell my story.”

“It’s not your story,” Catherine points out.

“Bah!” Andi waves aside Catherine’s lies with a paw as she sniffs the air indignantly. “Anyway, you cannot do this, so why don’t you let me try?”

Catherine thinks for a moment, wondering if it will be such a good idea to leave her blog in charge of one of her characters. “Fine,” she agrees eventually. What harm could Andi cause? Her conscience whispers in her ear, creating a list of what could  possibly go wrong, but she chooses to ignore it as she rises from her seat and allows Andi to sit.

Putting her paws to the keyboard, Andi begins to type.


Days of Deception cover created by Wyn E. Owens. Priscilla White was the pen name of Catherine up until recently. She plans on having her friend change it to her real name eventually.

Hello everyone! I am Andi. I am a red furred vixen of no small importance in this story. I live in the city of Rhinal in the province of the same name in the country Nolathem upon the continent of Armilos. My ‘master’ (the human who takes care of me) is named Ennan. He’s not important at all. The three main characters; Angus, Alistair, and Arthur; would have been in some tough situations if it wasn’t for me. I will not go into details because Catherine does not want me spoiling the story for you because she wants to watch you suffer in your ignorance. Okay, maybe that’s not entirely true (someone please knock Catherine over the head with a hammer right now because I don’t like her telling me that I’m lying. Can’t I stretch the truth just a little? And don’t make it a little hammer. Make sure it’s a giant war hammer. Those things are nice.).

Alright, so as I told you, I’m not the main character. but that doesn’t matter! I met the three boys a few days after they mysteriously arrived in our world. They were curious fellows with strange words such as “cool” which meant “amazing” rather than “cold” and fun games such as “sharks and minnows” and “capture the flag”. Despite these differences, their world seems incredibly boring. Apparently there aren’t, and never were, talking animals there. But, anyway, I am here to tell you about their story, not their world (which I can’t exactly tell you about because I’ve never been there, although I hope to visit at least once).

So, because this story is about Angus, Alistair, and Arthur, it follows their journey from their world into our world, and then the events that take place after a well meaning council turns sour. I accompanied the boys throughout most of their journey. I was hardly separated from them at all. The book is called Days of Deception because there is an evil wizard who insists on trying to deceive the entire known world into following him. I won’t tell you if he succeeds or not (because spoilers) but I will say that I would make a much better ruler of the world than he would. My people skills are much much better. Also because of spoilers (and the fact that Catherine is changing the plot) I will not tell you who dies or if the boys ever return to their world (or if I actually wind up ruling the world. Muahaha).

There, Catherine. What do you think?

Aha! She says I did a very good job (although apparently I talked about myself too much) and hopes I will be able to write all her future blog posts for her.

Oh wait. She didn’t really say that last part?

Hehe. Oh well.

So long humans! I hope to see you again soon and please tell Catherine that you enjoyed my writing immensely so that she won’t use violent methods to remove me from this chair. Ouch! It seems she has begun. Farewell, for I must go and defend myself.

^. .^                                                                                                                                                                        =*=



A Few Thoughts About Journaling

I was going to write a little something about one of my novels as my next blog post but, sadly, the construction of such a post was giving me quite a bit of grief (I am not good at summarizing my plots), so I decided I’ll try and write something else instead because it has been a while since I posted anything. I have no idea how often to post. I promise I will eventually talk about my WIPs (of which I have a few), but for now let us go with the topic I thought of the other night while reading through one of my diaries. I will talk about journaling!

Here are my thoughts about journaling.

I usually journal about my life (and sometimes my dreams). Sure, it’s sometimes boring and, sure, some days don’t have anything worthy of being written down, but, when I first started journaling when I was ten or so, I realized that there always is something to write about in every day whether it’s just something funny my little brother said or a random thought I had about the book I was reading.

I currently write in a notebook that I purchased at A. C. Moore, although soon I will need another one. I spent over one hundred pages recounting just one week at camp, so now I only have about twenty pages left in it. My old diary from when I was eleven to when I was fourteen was just in a regular spiral bound notebook. Through the ages of fourteen to fifteen, I fictionalized my journal entries, and I did that on my iPod (whose name is James. I’m saying it now just in case it comes up later and so you guys don’t think I’m absolutely crazy). Typing is sometimes faster than handwriting and is definitely easier to read, which can both be a benefit and a setback: beneficial because it’s faster, but a setback because that means other people are more likely to read it. I am able to leave my journal lying around the house because I am the only person in the world with the ability to read my handwriting.

Now, let me tell you why I journal. I do it mainly because I don’t remember important things for very long. My memory disappoints me. I will remember a picture I drew for my best friend at the age of six, but not the events of yesterday. For the longest time I thought my earliest memory had been just a dream until I saw a picture of the event. But, memory loss isn’t the only reason why I do it. As a writer, I love seeing characters change through the hardships of their lives, and when I reread my old diaries, I can see how I’ve changed over the years, and it also helps me learn from my mistakes. We’re all characters in God’s grand story, after all. Also, as the bard once wrote:

All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts…

What are the benefits to journaling? First, it helps you get into the habit of writing every day (if you are a little more consistent than I am*nervous laughter*. I usually write every other day, but sometimes that doesn’t happen), and (as I mentioned above) it helps keep track of character development. Also, some people i know prayer journal (and I do it a little bit…not as much as I should…) and it allows them to see how God has worked through their lives and the lives of people around them.

Do i recommend it? Yes! I definitely do. I could go on longer about the how-to of journaling, but I will stop here.

Well, congratulations to you! You made it to the end of my ramble. Sorry if it’s not exceptionally concise. I called it a ramble for a reason ;), and I’m still kinda new to blogging. Oh well. Practice makes perfect as they say.

God bless,



First blog post

Hello everyone!

So, this is it. I am finally starting a blog. I’ve been wanting to do so for a very long time, and have finally worked around my procrastination to make it actually happen!

I guess I will start off with introducing myself, then tell you how and why I decided on “Write Whatever”.


My name is Catherine Regitz (pronounced Rey-gitz, not Ree-jitz to clear up a common mispronunciation). I am a home schooled senior in high school. I have seven siblings (all younger than I am) and I love to write! I am not published yet (although I hope for that to change sometime in the near future). Some of my other hobbies are making movies with my siblings, window shopping, crafts, drawing, playing the piano, and procrastinating in general. Yes, I consider procrastinating a hobby, although it is actually more of a bad habit *nervous laughter*.

Writing has always been one of my favorite hobbies, but I didn’t start my first novel until I was twelve. Before I was twelve, I did write two books. One of them still exists (minus a few pages), and the other one disappeared mysteriously when I gave it to my mom to edit. That was probably for the best seeing as how I would most likely burn it if I saw it now (just kidding. I am not a pyromaniac, so I’d instead hand it off to one of my pyro—*ahem*—fire-inclined friends). I mostly write fantasy, although recently I’ve been working on some Sci-fi novels.

So now we get to the part where I explain the title of my blog. To be honest, I absolutely hate naming things. A lot of my poor secondary characters have been walking around for years with makeshift names such as “Ennan’s dad” and “WHF(Short for What’s-his-face)” (let’s not even get started on book titles and chapter names…), therefore I rely heavily upon baby name books and my friends who are better at naming than I (Side note: one reason why I avoid writing modern fiction is because then I am required to come up with last names for all my characters which is three times as hard as a first name).

But, naming my blog was rather easy. I am not saying that I named my blog, because in all honesty I didn’t. I know I didn’t mention it above, so I will mention it here. I am a Christian, and recently it was brought to my attention that I should be writing for God’s glory rather than my own. Long story short: recently, I was given Philippians 4:8-9 as an encouragement:

8. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. 9. What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you. 

I was surprised that I had been given such a familiar verse. When I was in fourth grade, I memorized that for Missionettes, and unlike the weekly verses that I would quickly memorize then recite to the teacher and then forget five minutes later, I remembered it. It also showed up again last year when I was on a missions trip down in Florida. “Whatever” was the theme that week, and this verse was the basis of the theme. Then(to bring this ironic story to a close), I was taking a walk a little less than a week ago, talking to God about this blog and asking Him what I should name it, and “Write Whatever” popped into my head.

It’s always nice having an end goal in mind when you’re doing something, and now I’ve found my goal in writing.

Therefore, I will write Whatever: whatever is true, honorable, just, pure, lovely, and commendable.

Yup. There you have it. I have a mission statement, and I leave it up to you guys, and to God, to hold me accountable to it.

Thanks for reading! I hope I didn’t bore you to death with my story, and I hope you’ll stick around for more!