My Inspiration


It is easy to say you are inspired by someone. I say I am inspired by H. P. Lovecraft, L. Ron Hubbard, Tolkien, Asimov and a number of other writers, and that would be the truth. But those sources of inspiration are of the sort that I look at and say, “I want to write like them. I want to be known like them.” They are passive inspirations, long gone and safe to emulate from afar. It is a rare … Continue reading

Vacation On a Field of War

This past weekend I drove up to Pennsylvania to pick up my boys. I hadn’t seen them in almost two month and my parents thought that meeting my wife, daughter, and I in Gettysburg would be more fun that meeting in Columbus, Ohio (no offense to Columbus intended).  As the day approached we learned that my wife would have to stay behind for her Triathlon training. It was very upsetting for her and the boys, and I wish she could … Continue reading

Book Review: The Children of Darkness

We are a slave to those who teach us, unless we teach ourselves. Great mysteries remain that way when knowledge is hidden away. Controlling information is an easy way to keep people in line and under your thumb. When the teenagers of Little Pond learn the truth about the world they live in and the lies being told them by the Vicars, they know that they have to do something about it, but will the people who have kept in … Continue reading

Guest Post: David Litwack

Hey there, friends! I bring to you today a guest post by author, David Litwack. The first book of his new The Seeker series is now available and he has taken the time to give us a glimpse into his thoughts on how popular Dystopian characters would view our world of today. Give it a read and make sure you check out his new book, The Children of Darkness.   It’s finally here! Children of Darkness – Book One in … Continue reading

Beyond the Darkside, 29-12 to 13

Once he was satisfied, Aldric shut off the water and stood in the stall, watching the droplets of water fall from his hair and skin to the floor below. The chaotic rhythm of their impacts on the ceramic made him smile. “Perfectly imperfect,” he said. The longer he watched the droplets the more he suspected the pattern was anything but random. The voices that hid at the back of his mind whispered impossible formulas and forbidden lore not meant for … Continue reading