“The beast of the gulch is on the move. It hunts without reason. It kills without eating. Its prey is the sound of a beating heart. Within the shallows of the gulch dwells death.”
Book 9 of The Kingdom’s Disdain is available now!
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A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Special Effects Chest pain Is a constant A wall between myself and the body There is a chronology that I am separated from as I hover Above the flesh, noncommittal Like a prince who can’t make up his mind You’re falling into the water You’re stumbling…
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Don’t leave me here in this place Between the valley and the sea Conception of matter and idea– Wrap your fingers around a fresh bloom and grind it into paste A foul tasting lemonade, sold for a nickelAnd when I tell you to elixir of life is inside I see that your eyes have already…
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Creator Journals 8/25/25 I’m 2k words into chapter 11, the final chapter. My outline is very long. I usually use letters to mark the board-strokes points on my chapter outlines, and I’m out to double H. There is a whole big series of dramatic fight scenes before the dramatic climax. In highschool, I wrote a…
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Creator Journals 8/24/25 I shouldn’t have to blog on Sunday. I shouldn’t have to move or breathe on Sunday. I can’t believe I have to voluntarily abide by the laws I’ve invented for myself. What fiendish oppression. I went for a long walk with my wife. I talked about religion with some friends. My wife…
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Creator Journals 8/22/25 I am a fan of this story and where it is going. After several days of work, I’m finally off, and very tired, but the creative release has helped me. Turns out, I can write better when I’ve had more than five hours of sleep. When I started on this project, I…
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Creator Journals 8/21/25 Busy day today. I have to drive four hours for work, so I made sure to fit all of my writing in early in the morning. I would like to have nothing left to do when I get home. I would like to collapse into a pile, regress into a deathlike stupor,…
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It’s been a long time since you Spun in the circle Conjuring the light from The lightless living and Dead Pray Tell and Report What is it that keeps a man from becoming Something else? A nameless kind of magic? The Word of God, or A solemn promise to himself? Or are we merely reflective…
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Creator Journals 8/19/25 Dentist again today. It is a dental kind of week. I got about 500 words in before I had to take off. I might just accept that for what it is. The mind and body need rest, and I’m on the path to the home stretch. Before today, I’d been completing about…
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