“The Girl in the Storm”

The first book in the upcoming trilogy “A Season of Angels” releases this November 4th. You can pre-order your digital copy TODAY! Angels are real. Demons Walk the earth. And she alone can fight the Devil. Seventeen-year old Genevieve Reidell loves to paint and values her closest friends above all, but when a gunman terrorizesContinue reading ““The Girl in the Storm””

So, it’s been a while…

So, it’s been a while. More than a while, if I’m being honest, but I do have a good reason. At least I believe that it’s a moderately decent reason. You may disagree. You may be thinking, “I actually didn’t mind not seeing his incessant little blog posts popping up every week!” Either way. HereContinue reading “So, it’s been a while…”

It All Starts Somewhere…

To say that things are moving along (and FAST!) would be a bit of an understatement at this point. The dream of bringing the story of Genevieve Reidell to life has taken another big leap forward this morning, and that’s part of the reason for this little missive. It’s official, I have a release date!Continue reading “It All Starts Somewhere…”

The Theology of “A Season of Angels”

When I sat down to spin the tale of Genevieve Reidell, I knew the trappings of the world that she would inhabit. I knew that it would look like our own in nearly every way. The singular event that serves as a backdrop to “The Girl in the Storm”, a school shooting, is an event thatContinue reading “The Theology of “A Season of Angels””

The Chapter That Wasn’t, “Give the Devil His Due” – The Girl in the Storm

 His true name was rarely spoken, and in all the years that he had walked the Earth he gave to himself many other names instead. His oldest and most favored was that of Johnathon Haversham, for he fashioned it in honor of a village in the English countryside that he ravaged once upon a time.Continue reading “The Chapter That Wasn’t, “Give the Devil His Due” – The Girl in the Storm”

An Excerpt from The Girl in the Storm, Chapter 1: She Moves Through Shadow

She didn’t like the room, or the chair she sat on. The carpet beneath her feet was plain, a pale sort of blue designed neither to please nor upset, and yet her eyes were drawn toward it. Perhaps it was because of the clinical gaze fixed on her, the weight of that look recalling everythingContinue reading “An Excerpt from The Girl in the Storm, Chapter 1: She Moves Through Shadow”