“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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Creator Journals 11/9/25 It’s snowing. November 9th and it is snowing. I must play Hades. I don’t know if these two thoughts have anything to do with each other or not, but I feel like they do. I’ve got two more Vulture Tales lined up, to be delivered in interesting ways that I don’t want
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Creator Journals 11/8/25 It’s cool out, but I’m cooler. It’s November 8th. Twelve years ago, something very unpleasant happened to me. Damn. Twelve years. How has it already been twelve years? I’m doing better now, much better, but the shadow of it still haunts me sometimes. There are certain places I can’t go. Certain foods
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Creator Journals 11/7/25 I watched an in depth video all about creating Facebook ads. Near the end of the video, they were like, “But Facebook ads aren’t for you if you don’t have a lot of money to spend on this. Try all this other stuff instead.” Now I feel like I fell down a
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Cold trickle Downpour on the ledge My fingers try to take grip Like an idea on the balance beams of your mind Spin it Flip it Any way you like But it comes down to survival A hope for the future and The promise of eternal summer
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Creator Journals 11/3//25 I tried to sleep as late as I could this morning. But alas! I have a cat.Also, I had some insurance thing to send for my job, so I got up at 11am. So early. Life is pain. I’m chilling out a bit on the writing this month. I think I wore
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Creator Journals 10/31/25 New book is out and available to read now! “Where did this death begin? When did humanity learn to fade and fall? Vulture and her silent black knight Alphon enter a crowded bar in the small mining village of Servas-Eratum, searching for truth.A curse that floats between the world of the living
