A day goes by. I crawl out of bed to a gray morning, wander out into the kitchen, flick on the stove, tick-tick-tick-whooomp , and throw ...

A day goes by. I crawl out of bed to a gray morning, wander out into the kitchen, flick on the stove, tick-tick-tick-whooomp , and throw ...
The boat rocked violently. Sea spray splashed them with each bow’s rise and fall, streaming water over the planking. Rolling waves grew t...
What Inspired Me to Write My Book The idea for Goodnight, Gustav Klein sewed itself into reality in Scotland. Grinding my teeth in disdai...
Book Excerpt: (Chapter 2) The brass doors opened behind her bringing with it an unexpected guest. “I knew you’d come home.” Onyx’ heart s...
When a publisher took me on to publish my first novel (in this case, a novella), they told me I would be working with an editor first. I...