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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…
Salim led them out of the mansion and onto the steps. When all of them were out on the front steps, he turned briefly and held a hand at the open door. “Never leave the doors open or unlocked. Anytime someone passes through, they must make sure it closes behind them. This is the first level of security for the mansion.”
“If—God forbid, we would ever have an attack of some sort, at least they
Sure, the mansion was a dream to live in—if you didn’t count the cleaning—but what was with the chandelier and the libraries? Or the armory with its barbaric weapons?
More questions he couldn’t answer…
A puff of dust exited the box as it opened, escaping like a tiny mushroom cloud. As it did, Luca jumped back, joining the other three.
The four boys waited silently for the dust to clear, eyes on the wooden container. After several moments, Luca crept back up toward the altar cautiously, as if at any moment something would jump…
Matt’s eyes fluttered open as the door to his room creaked. Bennet poked his head through the door. His dark curly hair had grown almost a full inch, as he had.
“You going to sleep all day, Maps?”
“Hey, Cat.”
Matt stretched, sitting up. ‘Cat’ was the nickname the others had given him because of his quick reflexes. But the name really stuck when he ended up chasing off a…
The SUV hummed softly as it worked its way up the long inclines. Matt had really no idea what to expect at the property. He only knew that if it had been owned by his grandfather, it was probably going to be interesting—and perhaps even mysterious. One thing would certain, however, and that would be that life would be very different…
“You’re going to miss the window! Do it now!” Matt repeated, watching Ambrose’s drone race past the halfway mark. His was now almost a full two seconds in front of Luca’s drone.
Luca’s hand trembled as he flipped the switch. The drone, as if fueled by an impossible power, screamed forward, leaving the other trailing racers in its wake. With the finish line seconds away, Luca took the last turn with clumsy but incredible speed, now inches behind Ambrose…
This Christmas, instead of turning on the Roku to find a Christmas movie, why not listen to an audio drama by candlelight? Imagine this: You brew a cup of coffee, grab the leftover bag of Christmas cookies, turn off the lights and light a candle or two, and snuggle down in a blanket while you listen to Doctor Who…
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger
A scream pierced the night. There was a
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger
“Since it is so likely that children will
Love is Madness. She kissed him softly, making
With all of the events occuring in the
As a fantasy writer, there are few things
The Demon Tide Puzzle With this new series,
“You don’t need that here.” The taxi driver
Meet Scout, the 7.3 Liter Thomas shorty (former)
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…
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…
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….
This summer is shaping up to be a work one. Between publishing books, Stacy’s markets with FlannelnChubs, and other work to keep the bills paid,
Tulips galore!
If you haven’t been to the Tulip Festival in Holland, Michigan, you might want to make the pilgrimage. Holland goes all out with its tulip displays, not to mention there are some other awesome sights to take in. Like a working…
Stacy and I set out into the woods in search of early forageables, (Editors and spelling heroes, I made that word up:) like morel mushrooms and ramps that might be peeking out of the soil. Afterwards, we couldn’t pass up the Dairy Ranch on our way home…
Happy (almost) Spring everyone! The trees are budding, and we are just about to the end of maple sap collection time in the great white north.
We have collected over 55 gallons of sap from our trees, and now have the task of boiling it down to syrup. With the amount of effort we put into it, sometimes I think it’s just better to get it at Costco.
But there’s something magical about begin a part of the process…
Demon Tide book #2 is now complete! It’s been several months since diving into the first chapters, and frankly I am glad to wrap this one up. Not that it was boring, or the writing getting tedious, but the last few chapters really tested my writing abilities.
I promised myself when I began writing that I would always grow as an author, so I’ve been
This update will be short and sweet, because I want to get back to it. Why, you ask? Aren’t you a writer? Destined to fill page upon insufferable page with useless fantasies and bland dialogue? Well, yes…
Christmas is only a day away. Ready or not, the presents should be wrapped, the seventh trip to the grocery store completed, and the house cleaned (mostly). Snow for Christmas? Well, for many of us, that’s an understatement.
Hopefully the stress of the season doesn’t get you too down. With all of the effort to make the season perfect, we can often overlook the need to pause and reflect on what truly matters. We’ve all heard it before, that Christmas should be a time for rest, quality time with family, and a reflection of what the Creator God did for his people…
Bring on the turkey! I’m ready for a full day of eating all the fixin’s, and then groaning about it later. Hey, there’s antacid for
My fingers are on the keyboard, but they aren’t moving. No tapping is heard from the keys. There are other things on my mind than
Okay, I have to admit, I love Fall the best. Call me basic, but I can literally eat anything made out of pumpkin. Pumpkin doughnuts,
We are back in the bus again. Finally! After a whirlwind summer, including the amazing 2022 Realm Makers conference in New Jersey, we are settling
Let’s talk about this past month… So aside from the fact that I totally skipped out on June’s update and newsletter, I was able to
Are you done with your new series yet? Are you done with your new series yet? “No. I’m not,” I respond while casting a wary
“Seriously, what do you need now?” Poke, poke. I feel the tap on my shoulder. “Can you help me with something?” Stacy says for the
Today I am hailing from Full Circle Coffee in our hometown of Byron Center, Michigan. In many ways, Full Circle has become our second office.
Writing Update The snow fell heavily to the ground, adding another level onto the drifts that had already piled against the sides of the cabin.
Writing Update Writing has been challenging the last month or so, partially because of Covid (The dreaded plague) and because I am having trouble finishing the
