By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 19 Aug 2018 A Job As the brut approached, he took a moment to glance at the sword hanging off the youth’s hip. Its long handle came up past the naval, and it…
By the Sword By the Sword: Mist 12 Aug 2018 Please Check out the latest installment to By The Sword: Mist Here is a snippet: He let the fisherman wander off, instead himself wandering toward the pier’s edge, and coming…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 29 Jul 2018 Ugh, I am sick. Fighting off a fever in sweltering summer heat. What a time to be alive. Been working on another installment to By the Sword. Please enjoy. Mist He…
By the Sword… By the Sword: The Pier 12 May 2018 Please Check out the latest installment to By The Sword: The Pier Here is a snippet: . . .As when a hunted animal sees the predators closing in, and in…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 11 Apr 201811 Apr 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Panting, I sit staring across the ravine where the murder dances, the black formless mass of crows jumping up, landing, flying high,…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 4 Apr 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Grabbing another root, I turn and face the wall in earnest. My arms quake as I lift myself, one handhold at a…
Captian's Log Wolf Head: Resolve 12 Nov 201713 Nov 2017 Check out my latest installment of Wolf Head: Resolve. Here is a snippet of the Chapter: Talking with, more listening to, the animate man, the wizened priest nodes solemnly. Daniel’s expressive…
By the Sword… Serious Serial Serials 1 Sep 2017 I've added a new feature to my website. You can now find all the serials—three at the present—I've been writing, under one roof. I've really enjoyed these stories—don't worry, I…
Captian's Log The Hollowed (Progressing) 8 Aug 2017 I may be working on this story for awhile, so expect more of these posts for awhile. The fields roll on endlessly, pockets of fog coursing like rivers through…
Captian's Log The Hollowed 7 Aug 2017 The fields roll on endlessly, pockets of fog coursing like rivers through the deep pathways that are the lows of the rising hills. The sky is a white canvas, a…