Winner of the 2011 NaNoWriMo after taking part in '07, '08, and '09. Came up a bit short in 2012 after a huge sprint (my problem was beginning one novel, then starting another, plus life got in the way).
I am a former radio broadcast journalist, former desktop publishing instructor, a production manager of a small West Central Saskatchewan weekly newspaper, and transitioning to work for a weekly newspaper in a small North East Saskatchewan city. I currently moved more north easterly, and am a production assistant in the city of Humboldt.
I write, and have an opinion (but then, we all do, I believe). I’m creative in that I enjoy writing, and I enjoy taking photographs. I’m not a professional photographer, but I feel there’s enjoyment in something as wonderful as a photo. I own no cats, but I’d like to (I live in an apartment, and there are rules against pets like cats and dogs in apartments, and I’m not a fish person). Plants die around me, unless I have a mother-in-laws tongue, which requires low maintenance and are quite good at cleaning the air.
The following is information about the three story properties I have been working on, two of which have been published works.
Rocket Fox: Flight of the Nighthawk by Tim Holtorf is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 2.5 Canada License.
Based on a work at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com/thebarrowsrevenge/.
Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com.
The Adventures of Black Mask & Pale Rider by Tim Holtorf is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 2.5 Canada License.
Based on a work at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com/bmamppr/the-series/.
Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com/.
Canyons of Steel by Tim Holtorf is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 Canada License.
Based on a work at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com/c-o-s/.
Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available at http://taholtorf.wordpress.com/c-o-s/.
I haven’t done this in a while, so here goes!
From time to time I’ll post up information about the first book I’ve written, called the Adventures of Black Mask & Pale Rider. Here’s a little synopsis about the book, which is a western/fantasy.
Elven magic meets gunslinger grit. What happens when two elven travellers find themselves in the United States in the middle of the Civil War? The Adventures of Black Mask and Pale Rider tells the story of two elven women who’s curiosity gets the better of them.
The wild ride takes them from the Union to the Confederacy and back again. Along the way they make enemies and friends and learn a little bit about this world, and about themselves. An adventure of six guns and sorcery.
The Adventures of Black Mask & Pale Rider isn’t the only book I’ve written, Canyons of Steel is also available. Here’s a quick synopsis.
What happens when an old gun hand makes a decision to turn his life around and set a new course? In Canyons of Steel, Johnathon Tiberius Walker makes the choice of turning his back on the underground military of the Red Hand and try to make right his own sins. All because he wants his daughter to live in a better world than he does.
Both my first book, Black Mask & Pale Rider, and my second book, Canyons of Steel, are available for purchase online through many different online book sellers.
Lulu.com (where both books were published)
- Tim Holtorf Author Spotlight the front page store for my books on lulu.com.
Amazon.com (both in paperback and in kindle versions)
Amazon.co.uk (both in paperback and in kindle versions)
Amazon.ca (price not listed and currently out of stock)
Barnes & Noble (for the Nook)
iTunes iBook store
I’ve also written a sci fi novel (not published, but available for download) called Rocket Fox: Flight of the Nighthawk. Here’s the synopsis:
Vulpinia Prime. A utopian paradise on the edge of the Lupine Sector of Space. The third planet of the Vulpine Star System, her inhabitants take to heart their age old adage that they are meant to protect the sector from any and all threats. For many, it is an honour to be chosen at the many Academies of science, engineering, mathematics and even the famed military colleges that dot the planet. Rarely has there been a serious threat which the Royal Vulpine Armada has had need to deal with. But Article 16 of the Space Exploration Charter is there for a reason. And for many of the cadets at the Chattingham Academy, they are soon going to find out why.
I haven’t done this in a couple of months, so here’s a reminder of the original fiction I’ve written, two of which are published and can be purchased.
“How can you be so certain that Black Mask would take such a measure?” Williams replied, anger evident in his eyes that this sheriff would be so bold as to question him. As though there needed to be a reply to Williams’ question, an explosion sounded out, and the bridge quickly became unstable. All the men in the posse looked toward the noise, watching as the bridge didn’t explode into a million toothpicks, but began to slide into the river below.”
“Ya never know when this shit’s gonna come in handy, girly girl,” Shani replied with a smirk. She took out her hunting knife and cut down the wicks of the sticks and tied them together with the remaining wick. Carefully, she took out her pack of cigarillos, and carefully lit one of them, taking a quick peek in front to see how far away the bridge was. Timing would be everything. Picking up the four sticks of dynamite, she calculated carefully. The dynamite had to be lit at the right time. She may have been accused of over thirty murders, but she wasn’t about to kill off members of the posse indiscriminately.”
“Think ‘bout it,” Pania scowled. “Shootin’ me’s only gonna make me fire ‘swell. I’ll be dead, ye’ll be injured, an’ where we gonna be at tha’ point.” Pania could tell that Shani was considering this information. Without a word, she holstered the pistol and spurred the horse forward for the umpteenth time that morning. Pania followed suit, making certain she was keeping pace with the elven rider. Behind the pair of riders”
Johnson took a deep breath, and for the first time, stuttered. “Y… you’ll stay here? Wait until I come back.”
“’Ave me word,” Pania said with a smile. Johnson looked back and forth between the chase, and Pania. Finally, he spurred his mount forward, racing to help. “’Course, I dunna ‘xpect ye ta come back,” Pania mused to herself as soon as Johnson was out of earshot. “I’ve always wanted ta meet the elf known as Black Mask anyway.””