All short stories published on The Quick and the Dead are linked below. Happy reading!
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This summer, I will be crowd funding the printing costs of my next (yet to be named) book: a collection of novellas set in the world of my fantasy novels The World Between and The Chaos Within. Two of the three novellas tell the story of characters before the reader first encounters them in either Continue reading
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A few night ago, I had a dream that I had written a kid’s book. In the dream, I was reading the book aloud to a group of kids. I read what felt like half the story before the dream ended. I have had an idea for a book for children for a few years, Continue reading
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One of my big ideas involves a church that has always been run and headed by women. If the women at the empty tomb had been the ones to go into all the world, or if the spreading of the news had been done at their direction, how would the church have evolved differently? If Continue reading
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Last year, I wrote a story, The White Stone, which was inspired by a verse from Revelation chapter 2. I revisited Revelation chapters 2 and 3 recently, which catalog seven letters to seven churches in Asia minor. I plan to write six other stories using pieces from the six other letters of this section to Continue reading
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I have lots of ideas coming into the New Year. Some of them have made it onto the page. Others are still swimming around in my head. Over the next few weeks I’ll be sharing the bits and pieces that have been written. This week: the intro to a prequel for The World Between. Continue reading
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“Mr. Sanburn?” The woman’s voice was watery through the ringing in his ears. He was awake, but he couldn’t seem to focus on anything. Everything was white. The woman called to him again. This time turned his head towards her voice. Her dark hair contrasted with the pure white of her coat, her blouse, Continue reading
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Greta watched on the tablet screen as the tell-tale confusion moved through Sanburn’s mind, for just a moment, before he fell into a deep sleep. She was familiar with the map of neurons before her. She had been present at all the sessions with Sanburn’s psychologist as he recounted his memories of his brother. Continue reading
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The room was bright. The clinical whiteness of it brought words like sterile and pristine to his mind. He squinted. The smooth walls blended into the tile floor almost seamlessly. In the center of the room was an exam table. White leather top. White paper liner. White plastic legs. White canvas pillow. Nothing else. Continue reading
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They spent the day doing mundane things together. They went grocery shopping. They took a walk around the neighborhood. Mark bought them sandwiches for lunch, from a food truck that had set up near the park. They worked on a puzzle in the afternoon. They sat on the porch in the early evening and drank Continue reading
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The night was going extremely badly. Anna stirred her drink with the fancy cocktail straw, watching the slice of lemon swirl in the glass. “I gotta get out here,” she said to Meredith, barely audible over the noise in the bar. “Already?” Meredith asked, eyeing the half-full glass. Anna shrugged. “I’m just not feeling like Continue reading
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