Synopsis: The Splinters are a broken territory, divided among various noble and ignoble characters. On any given day blood may spill, victory may be claimed, or travesties may occur. No citizen ever truly knows the joys and struggle of monotony. On this particular day, a Herald arrives, and what he brings will shake all of the lands.
A quick poem about Patsy Cline.
1.14 The Choice is Made
The sounds of their voices pulled me out of my exhausted sleep. By my estimate, I’d run for only an hour yesterday, but my legs felt like jello and a blistering headache pulsed in my skull. I sat up, this time without any pain, and tried to focus on the […]
A quick chapter.
What happens to a city kid dropped in a fantasy forest? Terrible things.
A quick breakdown of how I found my cover artist and what steps that entailed.
I noticed as I came to, that there was no pillow smell this time. No excess drool, and in fact my mouth was entirely devoid of any spit. In a rush of fear, and after attempts to move my body, I realized I couldn’t feel anything at all. I looked […]
Chapter .12 of my serial Grey. What happens to a kid with broken ribs and a penchant for the weak turtle defense? Find out here.
A breakdown of plans for my forthcoming serial Grey.
Thousands of years ago there was a great breaking of the world. Few alive have the knowledge of why this was necessary, but in the end, the world was split into two. On the one side, a person lived in a world of controlled technology and evolution. On the other, even the basest creatures can alter the world’s path. Then came a boy named Icarus, who preferred Fern, and didn’t particularly want to be there. This is his story, and how he became a fable told from one village to the next.