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With tomorrow being Father's Day it has me reflecting on how fathers appear in my stories. One of my favorite lines in Veiled Sun is Grandpa McIntyre remembering his son Alverson who died getting him secret intel on Project Alexandria. When I wrote that I was thinking how no matter how old my little... Continue Reading →
In the 905th year of the Middle Era, the painted warriors of the north, or the Bogiáboreia, colluded into a motley group under a chieftain of meager authority. His name was Orthall, and he had twin sons who proved to be equally capable prospects for assuming rule of their people at the end of Orthall’s... Continue Reading →
The other day in a fit of melancholy, I tweeted out, "Today, I realized parenting is the repeated Sophie's choice of preparing your child for life without you and letting them cling to you." That was on day two of my little one being in pre-k. As you can guess a big milestone like that... Continue Reading →
There are few things that produce nearly as much joy as your child saying, "I love you," and knowing it is genuine. Likewise, there are few things as infuriating as that same child ignoring your instructions and then feigning an apology before going right back to what upset you in the first place. Obviously my... Continue Reading →
ABARROS The site of a battle in Libertias’ war for sovereignty over the region from Ecthelowall. Much of the town had been rebuilt in stone quarried in Ecthelowall and ported over as reparation for the costly conflict. Very little had transpired within the town of note since, and so its greatest point of interest... Continue Reading →
This week I'm sharing a letter that sheds some light onto the shadowy past of Quest of Fire protagonist Jason. His past plays a much bigger role in book 2, which I'm currently working on, but in The Gathering Dark we see him bitter about an obligation that's weighing heavy on him before... Continue Reading →
Today we had a birthday party for my little boy. He’s still very young and after his nap took a little while to warm up to the small group who came to celebrate with us. The presents and delicious brownies my wife made helped quite a bit. By about hour two he was giddy... Continue Reading →
If you've been following my posts lately, you've probably noticed there are quite a few, like this one, discussing a lesson I've learned from my son. He's a toddler, so conventional wisdom would say he should be the one doing the learning, but every interaction we have takes on a greater meaning to me.... Continue Reading →
Today I watched the movie The Case for Christ. I won’t go into how I felt about the movie itself or even the arguments it presented, except one which really spoke to me, though probably at tangent from what the movie was intended. At one point Lee Strobel travels all the way from Chicago... Continue Reading →
