Read an excerpt from my new science fiction novel Alien Infestation and pick up your copy today. Abel was done with his watch shift and more than anything else just wanted to go down to his bunk, gulp down a shot or two of ship whiskey, maybe three or four, and get some sleep. He had not been sleeping well lately. Hell, he had not been sleeping well since the prison barge Acheron connected … [Read more...]
Excerpt from Five Bloody Heads
Coming Summer 2015! Droplets of blood sparkled in the stubble of Spear Spyrchylde’s beard. “I’ve had enough of your lies,” Spear said. He grabbed the farmer by the wrist, all tendon and bone, a man who swung a hoe rather than an axe, and jerked him from the outstretched hands of his family. Behind them the untamed lands of the border – the swampy earth, the black pines, the distant peaks … [Read more...]
Excerpt from The Witch of the Sands
Available now Shield Scyldmund was blinded by the blood. He wiped his face with the back of his hand but it only made things worse. The blood, his and those of the tribesmen he and the Hounds of the North had killed, mixed with the sweat dripping from beneath his dented iron helm. He squinted out over the desert sands and blinked, trying to produce tears so he could see clearly. Tears would … [Read more...]
Black River – Prologue
Craxius heard words in the river. At first, he thought it was the other soldiers from the fortress laughing about the ambush. Then he was sure that it was the whispers of a band of Northerners sneaking up on the encampment of soldiers. Finally, he heard children singing. But it was only the water rushing against the stones. Craxius blew his breath to warm his hands. He was too old to be … [Read more...]
The sun adrift behind the hill
The sun adrift behind the hill Our breaths as one a visible chill Huddled we wait the warmth of light The yellow bus sudden in sight Another day arrives to part I hurry home with folded heart Away away your life will be But know forever you are of me A poem I wrote for my daughter last Valentine's Day … [Read more...]
Black River – Work in Progress
Sand lifted in a great gust forcing Shield Scyldmund to close his eyes. The fine particles blasted against his skin, sharp, at the edge of pain. It hissed as it slithered beneath the rings of his dented armor, twisted into his beard, and lodged itself into the wrinkles that masked his eyes. These fierce sands wore down city walls, witnessed the fall of kingdoms, tore the skin from corpses. Yet … [Read more...]
