I’ve been writing since my senior year of high school, when I was lucky enough to be chosen for a creative writing class. There were detours and bad attempts at novel writing, but as one does with everything, I learned. The novel attempts got better. When I was diagnosed with cancer, I wrote, and the act of writing helped me to understand what was happening to me, what it meant. Writing helped me stay strong. The result of that writing, Just Breathe, was released in 2006.
But something else happened as well. writing about something so invasive and personal, so intense, made my fiction better. As did working with a small group of other writers I trusted. My writing got better and better, and I was lucky enough to sell some short stories to anthologies. My Novel, Chasing Cold was released by Hadley Rille Books in 2012, and my new novel, Soul’s Blood was just released by Bold Strokes Books.
Here’s an overview of my published works, including links to the various ordering options.
GATECRASHER (Book 2 of The Maverick Heart Cycle)
The Maverick Heart is bored. That is until ey discovers a top team of engineers and scientists in a barren, backwater system has created a stable, artificial wormhole called the Gate, an advance that will revolutionize interstellar travel forever. Breaching the wall of secrecy around this radical new technology is a temptation too sweet for em and es human partners, Keene and Lexa-Blue to resist.
Elswhere, Ember Avanti is a thief, with the highest of high tech toys in his arsenal. And he’s damned good at it, too. But, sooner or later, every thief chooses the wrong mark. When he targets Quintaine DiaStellar, he soon learns the corporation will stop at nothing to make the Gate its own.
Ember’s team and the Maverick Heart crew must unite in a desperate attempt to stop the most vicious act of industrial espionage in the history of the Pan Galactum.
SOUL’S BLOOD (Book 1 of The Maverick Heart Cycle)
Equal parts troubleshooters and troublemakers, Keene and Lexa-Blue, along with the sentient ship, Maverick Heart, have been known to solve a problem or two. For the right price, that is.
Even so, they aren’t prepared for a summons from a love Keene thought long past. Daevin Adisi is now the Technarch of Brighter Light, one of the greatest corporate colony states in the Galactum, which is on the brink of war with Sotari, descendants of a people changed by nanogenetic experimentation. Seeking only to live a quiet, simple life free of the technology they blame for the worst part of their history, Sotari has struggled to co-exist with Brighter Light, which to them represents the worst of their own history.
And now, the uneasy truce has finally crumbled. In his last-ditch attempt to save their world, Daevin has called upon Keene to help him finally bring peace.
On the tiny, frozen world of Frostbite, Rogan Tyso is the Mailman, responsible for the communications array that keeps his home in contact with the other human Refuges scattered across known space. It has been a century since the Cluster–the great union of Earth-like colonies–fell to an alien race known only as the Flense, and human civilization has been reduced to an afterthought. Rogan’s correspondence with Nathe Mylan, a man thousands of light years away, offers him both the possibility of a love he has never found, and a chance to work on a project that may help humanity escape the influence of the Flense for good.
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This story appeared in an anthology from Hadley Rille called Ruins Metropolis, and it was a unique challenge. The only criteria for the stories was that they had to relate to the cover image, a painting of a woman amid stone ruins, in a black dress, wearing an Eye of Horus pendant.
That’s it. The only requirement was that the story relate to that image.
As usually happens with me, when I heard about the call, I had nothing. Then the idea came to me, along with a first line: “We built a city out of stone, she thought, and still it burns.” The woman was a leader facing the conquest of her people by a superior enemy. The story is the moment she realizes her world is lost, and how she faces that moment.
NOR WINTER’S COLD:
This story appeared in Desolate Places, an anthology that was the beginning of my history with Hadley Rille Books. My writing group partner told me about this submission call, and being from Saskatchewan, my first impulse was to write about cold, snow and ice.
I’d had an idea kicking around in my head about an alien race called The Flense. I didn’t know who they were or what they looked like, or even what their story was, but I knew their name. When I started batting around ideas for this story, they came back to me and gave me a jumping off point.
Humanity has expanded to the stars, only to be driven from their habitable, Earth-like worlds by The Flense, reduced to ice planets, deserts, any kind of hostile environments. There is almost no space travel any more. People are born, live and die in communities where everyone, every corner is known.
Nor Winter’s Cold is a story of a man whose responsibility it is to maintain the transceiver that is his world’s only link to the survivors of The Flense on their distant planets.
PAS DE DEUX:
This story appeared in an anthology edited by a dear friend of mine, Mark Leslie. He told me about the call for submission of stories dealing with fear or trepidation on the cusp of a major technological advance.
The story came about when a friend told me he was experiencing a recurrence of his cancer. My reaction to the news was “No one deserves that” And like so much fiction, the story came from my asking a “what if” question. What if there was a situation where someone did deserve it?
So, I wrote a story about a controversial medical treatment that could potentially cure an incurable cancer, but at the cost of another human life. In this case, the life of a pedophile sentenced to death. I wanted to write of a moment in time when these two people’s lives intersected.