What is the Answer?

When I first thought about writing this post I had a lot of things I wanted to say and there was going to be very little filtering involved, but I’ve had a little time to calm down and to measure my words carefully. I may say some things you disagree with and if you stop reading that is fine. You have a right not to read what I have to say. I hope that you will consider what I say … Continue reading

100-Word Challenge, Day 142

Isolating darkness had opened her mind to the madness that lurks hidden in the black places of the universe. Ancient beings of unimaginable power, hidden behind the thin protective layer of reality, had spoken to her in whispers that never reached her ears. They assured her that there was no God; that such a benevolent entity would have been consumed by his jealous peers long before the creation of man. No, in their experience the universe was a cruel place … Continue reading

100-Word Challenge, Day 141

The noise grew louder and its source more discernible, so Margaret clawed her way across the floor, slowly dragging her body across the floor. She was too weak to stand and her bloodied fingertips and broken nails provided little purchase on the cold, reinforced steel floor. She had already resigned herself to death, and made peace with her own mortality. Her time within the room had stripped her of any notion of a benevolent God, and even as she prayed … Continue reading

Apocalypse Rising Chapter 13 PREVIEW

Well the day is nearly upon us.  Apocalypse Rising’s official release is only a week away and I know I have been very quiet the last few weeks, so I thought I would share a finished chapter from the book and a video my friend Jan Marie made for me.     CHAPTER THIRTEEN   “What do you mean, he’s gone?” Neville asked.

Book Review: Charlinder’s Walk

“We’re not ‘afraid of’ anything except giving you lot the idea that there is anything to talk about involving your God. Just who are you to decide what anyone should be talking about around here, anyway?” demanded Miriam. “Maybe we do it out of concern for your souls,” Ruth offered, still just as composed as ever above her array of slender knitting needles and two-ply yarn. “Maybe we want you to start talking about what led to the Plague because … Continue reading