‘The Bargains Below’ [Free Through Friday the 13th]

A Black Friday Shopping Guide

SORRY! This short story is no longer free. It’s available for purchase for $0.99. Here’s just a few pre-publication comments about the story: “Well written! The story flowed well and kept me eager to read on!” –Margaret Pypher “Good lord I’m never shopping for bargains again!! Brilliant!” –Rea de Miranda “Coooool. I lolled a few […]

‘The Girl in Blue’

Flashfiction

I came across a picture that–as they often do–made me wonder at the story behind it. It was of the tombstone of a little girl, never identified (for decades) struck and killed by a train. I could have made something up about the girl: why no one claimed her body; why there was no family […]

EXCERPT ‘On 7th Street, An Angel Fell’ SCENE 01

DRAFT

There is a moment for angels, a flicker of an instance when they feel as humans do. As they must because it is necessary to give them finality. It shows them why they—angels—exist even though Man doubts… or denies. It is that moment—what they call The Fall—when it is determined if they continue to serve […]

COVER REVEAL ‘On 7th Street, An Angel Fell’

Coming December 2017

Cover reveal for this year’s holiday season story. Want to read last years story WHITE BIRD? Just let me know and I’ll send you a link to it. STORY BLURB: When you’re on everyone’s shit list… you get stuck working Christmas Eve. But sometimes there’s a reason for what’s happened–what happens–to you. And what you’re called […]

‘Tide Buried Bones…’ [REVISED & EXPANDED]

DRAFT Scene Excerpt from The D'Arkane Files Book One

Her hair whipped in the wind and a tingle climbed her spine. The bad kind you get when you’ve done something you shouldn’t and got caught. She quickly rose, “I wonder who they were.” She looked above at the ruined house that watched them. “And what happened.”

‘Wings…’

A Short Story

He looked at her across the fire, the flame’s dance of light and shadow on the stone wall, as she sat with her head down. He turned his back to the fire and looked out into the night. “The road seems so much longer when we have no dreams to believe. And we have no destination… life has no purpose.” He heard the steady sound of water running down the mountain and knew it would wear away more rock. “It stayed that way until I decided one day to start walking and not stop until I found what I sought.”

It All Started For Beth With A Comic Book

An Excerpt from UNION STATION

She lived two lives… Five days a week Elizabeth Holloway crossed the Great Hall through its morning setting of dark-to-light-to-dark again. Its vaulted skylight, above the enormous wooden benches, illumined some people and cast others in shadow. She wondered about those she saw in the same seat every day. Did those who sat in darkness […]