“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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There’s something solid on the other side of the mirror It winks at me. I reached toward you and only Only break the glass Perforating the skin But there is no blood beneath Only the bones of a story Notes and plot outlines Prayers for silence And The reflection of your unfulfilled adolescent dreams.
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Creator Journals 10/19/25 No writing today, just scary movies. Longlegs and Midsommar, and a little bit of Faith: The Unholy Trinity. What a great and spooky weekend. Tomorrow I jump back into chapter 6, and I kind of want to make some rather significant changes, so wish me luck. I wonder, if I kept mailing…
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Creator Journals 10/18/25 The revision is coming along, but I’d rather be playing Blasphemous. The next chapter is taking a longer time to revise, or maybe I’m dragging my feet. I’m not really sure which. Either way, I think this chapter is coming out better for having a few more hours to cook. I am…
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Creator Journals 10/17/25 Starting to drag my feet a bit. I think I’m a bit burned out on output. I was hoping this wouldn’t happen. I think I have just enough in me to finish and release CoD, but I’m gonna have to rest for a little bit after that. I get up at 5:30…
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Your voice in the windCalling in a way that can’t be silencedPerforates my eardrums Runs me ragged through the streetsAnd there is no place of silenceNo call to answerIn the halls of the deadWe walk onReap and sowShrink and grow In your memoryAlways in the shadowOf your damned memory
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