[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: Owls hooted in mourning of lost hills and valleys that had served as home to many animals, many birds.

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “Crows cawed of the earth losing its trees in the south. Owls hooted in mourning of lost hills and valleys that had served as home to many animals, many birds. The tales did not, could not, prepare her for what her eyes beheld.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2OuDsFE Check out my... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “A crack opened in the road behind her, but she didn’t appear to notice.”

[Novel] Waves: “Is Mensha out of her tent?” Seema yelled over the grumbling world. A crack opened in the road behind her, but she didn’t appear to notice. With dead eyes, a villager quickly stepped over a gaping hole that closed again under him. Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq Check out my Amazon Author page for some... Continue Reading →

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “Oh dearest, do you suppose our nesting tree is among the fallen?”

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: Gentle’s heart took on the burden of the languishing landscape. “Oh dearest, do you suppose our nesting tree is among the fallen?” The thought of not having a limb to raise her young upon choked her. Read more: https://amzn.to/2QDVu9X Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: Marcie felt the all-too-familiar tears returning to her eyes.

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: Marcie felt the all-too-familiar tears returning to her eyes. She had known that Sammy was a good friend, but she didn’t know that she cared so much. It made her feel good to know that she had such a trustworthy and loving friend. She just hoped she could be strong and get through... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Waves: “There’s no time for stories,” the adults told them.”

[Novel] Waves: “There’s no time for stories,” the adults told them. “School is cancelled. There’s too much work to do. The field needs plowing. The orchard needs pruning. The rubble needs to be sifted. And the wolves are watching our doings.” The memory of their words made her sick. Read more: https://amzn.to/2IzjUOl Check out my... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: “I’m a daydreamaholic.” “Yeah, isn’t everybody?”

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: “I’m a daydreamaholic.” “Yeah,” she said, gulping down her mouthful. “Isn’t everybody?” “No. I mean, maybe. I guess. But no. I really think I have a problem. I think I can trace all my problems back to too much daydreaming.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2RoxOqG Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals... Continue Reading →

[Novel] The Waking Tree: “Her little girl fingers tapped a message into the ground—”

The Waking Tree: “Her little girl fingers tapped a message into the ground—a message of love, a plea for forgiveness. The message was for the spider. It was for her brother. This message seeped into the soil as sweetly as spring rain.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2PckbcE Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals... Continue Reading →

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: “Marcie wished a fire-breathing dragon would pass through this way.”

[Novel] Daydreamaholic: Suddenly, Tabitha and the rest of the cheerleaders were dressed in long gowns from the olden days. The really olden days back when there were knights on horseback and kings in castles. Marcie wished a fire-breathing dragon would pass through this way. That would be one way to solve at least some of... Continue Reading →

Some of my Kindle titles are [On Sale] This Week] including my creepy ghost story, The Waking Tree

[Kindle Books on Sale This Week] https://amzn.to/2NZqYc1 THE WAKING TREE Everyone is haunted by something. In this allegorical tale told by a tree, we witness the decay and redemption of a modern family. For Abra, the maddening effects of secrets, both past and present, shred the reality of all around her until all that is... Continue Reading →

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “All around her, everything appeared gray. All even smelled gray. Not like the gray of a storm cloud, but as the gray of the machines that rushed and roared.”

[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: For a moment, she and her beloved mate flew in silence. All around her, everything appeared gray. All even smelled gray. Not like the gray of a storm cloud, but as the gray of the machines that rushed and roared. Faster than squirrels and louder than anything known before... Continue Reading →

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