Excerpt from Dolor and Shadow With a bold grin, Rune hoisted the armload of brush onto his shoulder and swaggered back to Astrid, taking care to slam his shoulder hard into Kallan’s as he past. With a shuffled thud, he dumped the brush onto the saddle and his hands went to work, tying off […]
Excerpt “Ludicrous Lies”
Excerpt from Dolor and Shadow A void encompassed Kallan. Distant voices faded in the dark. What pain there was, she didn’t feel. Not yet anyway. The darkness devours everything. Light does what it can to fight it off, producing endless energy to do so. Endless energy. Endless Seidr. Light has to try so hard. […]
Excerpt: “The last of my life is leaving me.”
Excerpt From Dolor and Shadow Kallan inhaled again, painfully numb to the stagnant nothingness as she stared into the black waters of the Kattegat. The waves washed into the rock, beating at Lorlenalin’s base like the void that pushed against her, wearing her down little by little, carving out the rock one wave at […]
Excerpt: “Why did you save me?”
Excerpt from Dolor and Shadow Empty and forgotten, the third flask lay among their bags as Kallan stared up at the moon’s crescent. With every image that plagued her imagination, her sanity slipped further from rational. Huffing, she flipped to her side. From across the fire, light spread up and over Rune, spilling over […]
Building Bergen
This page is part of the tour. Bergen. “I love Bergen,” I say with a grin. I really don’t know how Bergen managed his way into my book. Knowing him, he probably slipped in through the back when I wasn’t looking. As I broke and shaped my story, I worked and warped it around […]
Creating Kallan
Kallan. Today, she is like my sister. My subconscious. My best friend. She is quiet and reserved and she stands at 6’2”, always to my right, watching me: waiting for when I need her, waiting for the moment when I sit down and continue her story. She is currently standing in Lorlenalin where I left […]
Making Kallan’s World Real
Tales of the Drui: Lorlenalin’s Lies was finished at 250,000 words. Because the book was so long, I had a problem with remembering the full story and events at any one given time. This was wonderful as, every time I read my book from “cover to cover” so to speak, I had forgotten most of […]
So where is Dolor and Shadow now?
At this time, Dolor and Shadow sits in the hands of Agent X, who grips his latte, pouring over each word as he eyes my manuscript for dangling modifiers, misplaced commas, and random off-set humor. Is this it? He wonders. Is this the one I’ve been looking for? We shall see…