Posts by Kellie Woolf
Sister Act
My little sister Shannon is a better writer than I am. (She is better at most things, but how important is whistling anyway?) In 2016 having just started my first draft of Mount Hope, I was in my writing infancy. Meanwhile, Shannon had already knocked out a completed transcript and published her debut novel, The Dust Prophet.…
Read MoreThe Book of Job vs. Mount Hope
The Book of Job has always made me feel uncomfortable. As the reader, I am immediately confronted with a troubling question. Why would God allow his favorite person to undergo such horrific suffering? It makes me suspicious of God’s character, and I was trained NOT to question God’s character. But here’s the irony that is…
Read MorePride and Prejudice
Fear is one of humanity’s most powerful tools; it is particularly hazardous when used by weak-minded individuals. A poor leader can control people simply by introducing the fear of judgment, the fear of pain, or the fear of losing power, the three biggies. A friend recently spoke on the tenants of good leadership to a…
Read MoreDivorce and Gymnastics
My last blog post was fourteen months ago. It’s been a hell of a year. As implied by the title, I have been going through some changes in my life, and it’s not lost on me that while the time away for a personal reboot was necessary, I’m painfully aware that I’ve remained silent for…
Read MoreWho Is Chris On Page 367?
It is an untraditional choice for an author to introduce a character at the end of the story, but I made an exception for Chris. Christopher Asahanta Woolf — was my son. At twenty-four, my beautiful, athletic, entertaining, and playful boy chose to take his own life. He died on July 11, 2020, just days…
Read MoreMusic Is What Feelings Sound Like
Years ago, I worked in Ireland on a fashion photoshoot. (That sounds so pretentious, but I was just a glorified baggage handler. But yes, it was awesome!) Our charming bus driver began to sing to us on the bus ride back to the hotel—traditional Irish pub songs for swinging a pint and others that broke…
Read MoreWhy Did I Write This Book?
Good question. In short, I wrote the book I needed to read. There are days when I wish we were all labeled with one identity. How many online surveys do we entertain in order to be sorted into categories? (I’m a Ravenclaw, Sanguine, Wind, Otter, Phoebe, Cheese Pizza, Pisces.) We want all the best parts…
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