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I think it's time I wrote about the ghosts. They're not so complicated when you're used to them. Like footsteps you hear for once because you're actually listening for them. Eyes that peer out from behind your legs. The emotion that rises when you're staring at empty space. A feeling that you're never alone. They're the knowledge that we're so much more than flesh and bone. They are the ache of knowing what these bodily envelopes contain. Letters of love. Forests of pain. Joy

When I started writing The Wars of Meridian, I wanted to create a quest-based fantasy that felt both familiar and original at the same time. In Godmarked , I wanted my readers to feel as if they had touched down in a new world with strange and indescribably familiarity about it. As if they'd stepped off the Mayflower and seen, well, trees. Rocks. Birds. I wanted to get my readers moving again. I wanted to take them on a journey to stop a monster. My second installment, Awaken

"What is that?" "What do you mean?" "That." "Medication." "Yeah, but what is it?" "Anti-anxiety. Prozac. Serotonin shit." "No shit. For what?" "... Anxiety." "Yeah, but like... I mean... you good bro?" "Yeah I'm good." "Cause I got you if you ain't good." "Yeah." "I mean it. I got you." "I'm good." "Nah man I don't believe that shit." "What?" "You're on pills dude." "And? People take pills." "Not you bro." "I've taken a lot of pills." "Tylenol doesn't count." "Why the hell n

An update to the story line of The Wars of Meridian - and the challenges of the third installation

"Really it all started when he kissed me." My champagne bubbles ripped apart like machine gun fire. The farm lands far below were...

For a moment, the way the apple cider steam curled from my cinnamon stick reminded me of something I'd seen once. Some movie. And the wet...

Recently I have enjoyed a re-invigoration for the series I am working on, The Wars of Meridian. In light of that rekindled passion, I...

My first ever roommate was a model from Greece. Due to the uniqueness of his name, let's call him Perseus. In the sweaty concrete shell...

This has felt immensely heavy - and I'd like to get it off my chest. A great deal of knots have come undone around me - dear friends...

Look at that – you’re here for the update! I recognize that you’ve had to follow along with my writing journey without very many updates....

The beginning of something uncontrollable. Exotic.

Exploring reinvention from the eyes of a father.

Mr. Littlewhiff was a diminutive mouse. Compared to the other Cactus Mice of the desert he was hardly far behind – but their teasing...

I have experienced grief. I am not young. But I am not old. I am somewhere in between. Straddling fatherhood. Marriage. I am somewhere in...

On October 11th, 2017 I called emergency responders because I found my housemate dead in her room. Death is natural. Discovering it is...

“For Christ’s sake boy, can’t you read?! It’s right there in front of you! Read it. Christ almighty. Read it, who am I kidding? You wrote...

Dear Friend - I was inspired by you this evening. I had a moment, when the baby was down, where I thought of you. I wondered what it...

I subscribe to the concept of having a “third place.” If you’ve never heard of a Third Place, it’s exceedingly simple. I’ll use...

Bee Hummingbirds are the smallest known birds in the world. Their ecological range is limited entirely to the nation of Cuba, and by...

Publishing journey update! Expectedly, I received another rejection from a talented literary agent. Some authors go through years of...