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I wrote The Light Through the Water all in one writing session. It was one of those times where the words seem to come from another place as if you plucked them out of the air.

It’s a story of one man’s life and how we get wrapped up in things that seem important at the time. We later learn that the only thing that matters in this life is our relationship with the people that love us.

So, on that note, I have made The Light Through the Water free forever. All ya got to do is sign up for my newsletter. I post about two times a month and most of the time its about free books.

20 books on my bookshelf you should read

20 books on my bookshelf you should read.

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So, like a lot of people right now I have a lot of time on my hands. What does a book lover do when they have too much time on their hands? Rearrange the books shelves of course!

As I was sitting there with stacks of worlds gathered around me, I thought of another thing that people who read and write do when they have time on their hands. I’m going to write a blog post of books I have that I love and thing are important.

So here are twenty titles. I have read every one. They are ones I loved or felt changed by after reading.

Brave New World

The Holographic Universe

Fahrenheit 451

Oryx and Crake

The Gunslinger

Paradox Bound

The Denial of Death

Wool

Real Magic

Fingerprint of the Gods

Marabou Stork Nightmares

Fight Club

Duma Key

The Stand

Somewhere in Time

Dark Matter

The Night Circus

The Ignored

At the Mountains of Madness

1984

Happy Reading! I hope you enjoy these titles.

Sample from my latest, Ding Dong Ditch

A sample from my new Night Portals story, Ding Dong Ditch

He walked back to the door. This time his hands were no longer shaking, and the pain in his chest was almost nonexistent. The confidence he’d felt drained out of him as he got closer. He heard scratching like the crazy lady was running her fingernails down the door. Everything about     this is wrong, Edgar thought. But anger and the notion of revenge won out, as it always did sooner or later with him. He once again put his trembling hand on the doorknob and slowly unlocked the deadbolt with his other. 

His hand was slick with sweat, and his palm slid around the surface of the doorknob.

“Oh, what the hell?” Edgar wiped his hand on the front of his shirt. Once again, he steadied his hand on the knob. Edgar watched as his hand turned the doorknob and pulled the door open. Light seeped into the dark entryway, as Edgar opened the door only a crack.

Something banged hard against the door and started to push. The door smacked Edgar in the nose, instantly bringing tears to his eyes. He struggled, trying hard to close it on whatever was outside. Edgar could barely see through the tears and sweat that had clouded his vision. He blinked a couple of times, and his stinging eyes cleared a little.

Edgar didn’t want to look through the crack of the door. His eyes focused there against his will. The hand was green from the grave. It was hard to believe that it ever was covered in healthy skin at one time, but there were patches of discolored flesh that looked like they had once held the pigment of something that had once been alive.

“Come out, Edgar, we need to talk to you about the good word. We need to tell you that there is no God, only darkness.”

Sample of Nurse Doe, A Night portals Short Story

Sample from Nurse Doe, A Night Portals Short Story

“They won’t be back for…” She stopped and looked at her wrist. A digital clock appeared on her skin, making Jeff intake a sharp breath. He’d never seen anything like it before. It pulsed the time just under her skin. “Exactly one hour and twelve minutes and nineteen seconds from now.” The nurse looked up at Jeff and smiled making him feel soft all over his body.

“Who are you? What did you do to Steven?”

The nurse put her hand up as if she were warding off bad spells. “I’m Madison.” She said. 

The woman had stopped Jeff in his tracks, and it made him fall even more madly in love with her. “My names…”

“Jeff Proctor. You are thirty-seven years old. You used to be a carpenter, but you got sick. You enjoy good books and your dog, and both of your parents passed away two years ago. Your mom two months after your dad. Your sister is your best friend, and if you don’t close your mouth right now your tongue is going to get really dry.” Madison laughed.

Jeff closed his mouth and smiled. “Wow. How do you know all of that?” Normally he would have been creeped out, but he liked that she knew all those things about him.

“I know many more things about you, Jeff. The other thing I know is that you have Pancreatic Cancer. And that it is basically uncurable in this time and place. That’s why the next thing I’m going to tell you is going to hurt so much.” Madison looked sad and she averted her eyes from Jeff’s. “I mean if you were on the list…” She patted the bed next to Jeff’s knee.

Sample of, The Old couple, A Night Portals Short Story

Sample from the short story, The Old Couple, a Night Portals Short Story.

They were here again. I could always feel them coming. Not because I had some sixth sense, but because they always came here at this time of the day. I never let them in though.  Earl never seemed to have a clue when they would bang on the door. He just stared at his TV screen watching the nonsense go by. He was the shell of the man I’d fallen in love with.

They always knocked for what seemed like ages. Banging on the door until I thought I’d go insane. This day was like no other, at least until I heard the door open.

Sample from, Aida, a short story in the Night Portals Boxed set

Sample from short story, Aida. A Night Portals Boxed Set Short Story.

Sample from, Aida. Get it in The Night Portals Boxed Set

George’s breath caught in his throat. The ad had changed once more. The lady’s face changed. It was contorted into a surprised grimace.
Aida’s face was filled with so much terror and anguish, George had to look away, not recognizing his love. His heart, as they were so apt to say on every social media site that ever was. George barely recognized her anguished face as she hung in suspended animation. She was falling. And the man in the picture knew it. George stood looking at his own face contorted in a horrible grimace that would never wipe off.
“What are you doing here George?”

Read, Aida, HERE