Fresh Pick!
Just got an email that The Bell Ringer & Other Holiday Tales, my short story & art collection, is a “Fresh Pick” over at Fresh Fiction, a sizable book box subscription group. It’s also in the running for their 2024 Read More…
Fantasy, Lore, & More!
I was a guest last night on Melinda Kucsera’s Fantasy, Lore, & More, where I talk at length about the Boahim Trilogy (with some discussion of the upcoming Amaskan’s Honor) and my upcoming memoir, Voices Carry: A Story of Teaching, Transitions, & Truths. Read More…
A Big, Damn Update!
I haven’t updated folks about some of the chaos in my world in a bit, so I’m taking a moment to do so since yesterday was a very bad, no-good, fuck-it-all kind-of day. I’m all up in my feels and Read More…
The Ringers
Welcome to The Ringers, a gothic fantasy tale of magic and redemption! Find it & other holiday SF/F tales & art in The Bell Ringer & Other Holiday Tales. Check it out at: http://kck.st/3rvSzrd
Happy Little Accidents
Last week, I was trying to take a selfie, and like many, the shutter did its thing yet none of the photos were what I wanted. It wasn’t until I was about to set my phone down that my thumb Read More…
Visions!
Visions: The Art of Jeff Sturgeon If you remember, my short story “Scout’s Honor” was a part of Jeff Sturgeon’s anthology The Last Cities of Earth a few years back. Its Kickstarter did so well that the book was picked up Read More…
New titles!
I’ve got some new titles available! YAY! For those interested in my holiday works without reading stories by others, we’ve released Ol’ St. Nick and The Ringers as standalone books, both eBook and paperback. We’ve also released Peace Be with You, Read More…
Christmas in July!
Been a while since my last post. Life has been…chaotic. All three cats almost died. I’ll make a post about it later, I promise. For now, Joy to the Worlds: Mysterious Speculative Fiction for the Holidays has been included in Read More…
Published on the Moon!
When did it happen?
Our love was something to make the heavens sing, yet I turned around to find myself alone.
The darkness of your absence eclipsed any joy that filled me with light.
When did I stop being beautiful?
When did you stop desiring me?
Love is eternal, or so the poets say, yet somewhere across the years, we fell out of step. Like the gear shifts of a machine, our parts thrown out of sync in a moment.
Was it desperation that drove you into another’s arms, or was it something I did? Perhaps something I didn’t do?
< No. >
Too faint, I ignore the voice in the distance. Its fierceness reminds me of you, you know. Read More…
Slow with the Updates
Greetings and salutations! I realize I’ve been a bit slow with the updates here lately. Rest assured that’s because I’m at the tail end of edits/revisions on Amaskan’s War, and I don’t want to be distracted by anything else. I do Read More…
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