Five books. One fantasy novel still arguing with me.
Short fiction, poetry, and worlds with their own weather.
The shelf so far.
Four books in print. The fifth, Everything In Between, is the one still on the desk above, and it arrives in Fall 2026.
Start anywhere.
Three pieces in three forms, straight from the page. Everything else lives in In Between the Lines.
There was a knock at the door. The wooden door creaked against the howling winds. It was faint and it was only Neith who noticed.
Fantasy, the novel in progress
The Front Door
Chapter one of Keeper’s Log: The Earth Witches of Terha. A storm, an old witch, and her eight-eyed companion, Neith.
Read chapter oneHow I love the serene
Silence of the snow
The world stops, the world waits
As the icy wind blows
Poetry, from Everything In Between
Silence of the Snow
First written during a city snowstorm in 2005. This is the rewrite, which is going into the new collection.
Read the poemJunk. Junk. Resident. Resident.
“Ugh…” she groaned loudly, “Leonard Smith.”
Short fiction, from There Are No Heroes
Mail Forwarding
Somebody else’s mail keeps arriving, and the most mundane chore in the world turns into a parasocial obsession.
Read the story
The stories are still becoming.
New short fiction, poems, readings and novel excerpts, sent from the desk. Free to read.