“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 11/13/25 I’m winding up for my next little project, which I’ll be writing and releasing in December. I don’t know how wide the readership will end up going, but I’m still going to have fun writing it and putting it together. It is hard to find good advice on marketing and building a…
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Blended fabric forms the web As I’m tangled in your Many limbs The storm of man and blood and soul And a woman out of time Struggling to breach the subject Of an attack on the palace Her people ransacked The rations burned By godless heathens But I’m just a fly, and what can I…
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Creator Journals 11/11/25 I need to stop being surprised when I have a day that feels off. Half of my days are like that, maybe more, but I’m always surprised and flustered. My mind feels like the wild wind, coming and going as it pleases. This impermanence is not making it easy to write much.…
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Creator Journals 11/10/25 And indeed, the ground was covered in snow this morning, and it was truly blessed. I ate Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups with breakfast. I don’t feel like writing anything today, which is fine, since one of my main goals this month is to rest up. The only creative work I feel like…
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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
