Beautiful War II: The Ruin will be out this month!

Hello!  It’s been a bit since I last spoke up, and I have a long series of delays, work issues, and a pandemic or two to thank for the delay.  I previously suggested I’d have a book out in October 2019, and that quite simply did not happen.  But no(t much) more waiting!  I have … More Beautiful War II: The Ruin will be out this month!

Upcoming Release: Beautiful War Book II, The Ruin

After years of writing and editing, I’m happy to announce the release of Beautiful War II: The Ruin!  This is a direct sequel to The Waste, beginning two years after the end of that story and featuring characters both old and new.  Here’s the synopsis: In the aftermath of the Golden War, survivors are struggling … More Upcoming Release: Beautiful War Book II, The Ruin

Spitfire Epilogue

Hallelujah ~ There was no going back to the way things were.  Smiles and laughs and comfy evenings, those were behind us.  I knew that for sure by the time we both got out of the hospital in Ingram.  Whatever had happened to Dick had changed him. He wore his leg in a cast and … More Spitfire Epilogue

Spitfire Chapter 24

Spitfire ~ I was less clear on the basement’s layout since it wasn’t on any of the plans Skylar had found.  I got the sense the basement had been dug out after the building’s completion, and I couldn’t go crazy with grenades.  Not because of support beams or load-bearing points or anything.  Dick was down … More Spitfire Chapter 24

Spitfire Chapter 22

It Won’t Be Long ~ I saw myself in the news.  They reported me as a suspect in the Garrett investigation, last seen assaulting a cop and currently in hiding.  I figured the police had rounded up everyone they could find, and now they were sniffing for stragglers like. They could come to this hospital, … More Spitfire Chapter 22

Spitfire Chapter 21

Straight from the Heart ~ White.  Ceiling.  Hospital.  Fuck.  I tried to sit up, and the pain was like another bullet in my gut.  My chest burned incessantly, from my collar down to my navel.  My arm was in a sling, but I couldn’t even feel it, just an arm-shaped field of agony.  The rest … More Spitfire Chapter 21