The gold of nobles is a rare gift indeed.
The gold of nobles is a rare gift indeed.
I’m not living by my own rules. (The next few paragraphs is a bunch of ranting and other publishing nonsense. Scroll down to the skip to the update on my books.) You heard it right there, everybody. Yep, that’s me, not abiding by my own rules I’ve set for myself. Missing my own deadlines. Shirking […]
Thanks to an amazing friend of mine, I start the Rubart Writing Academy this week. I’ve been a part of writing groups and workshops in the past, but I’m particularly excited about this one. I’ll be no doubt wrestling with how to develop plots, draw character arcs, and digging out those skeletons…
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Writing the last two chapters of book three of Demon Tide has been excruciating. One of the main characters, Matt, is quickly realizing how dire their situation really is. World governments are collapsing, and the enemy is quickly gaining strength. I anticipate some really tough scenes playing out in the next several chapters…
I remember a time standing in front of the back slider window next to my uncle on Christmas Eve, looking out into the dark winter night. “That’s Rudolph, you know,” he said, pointing at a small blinking red light over the trees.
I peered at the light intently, watching to see if it was…
Mammoth is a story about lighthearted teen characters who discover that their town–along with some of the prominent people who run it, is full of secrets that weren’t supposed to be discovered. The story centers around five misfits called the “Jailbirds,” and their connection to an archaeological discovery…
You’re on the shores of a windswept beach. The moon strains to make its way through the sky amid the cloud-covered night, and a chilly breeze from the liquid expanse in front of you bites at your cheeks…
Ever heard of Ham Radio? No? Well, all you need to do is drive around the neighborhood and look for the massive antenna arrays in someone’s backyard. Peek behind the house and you’ll probably find a…
This past week at the Realm Maker’s writing conference, I was given a renewed sense of priority for writing. Through various people and situations, I felt as though God was speaking to me to return to the keyboard, pushing forward to publish those crazy stories that live in my head….