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Fixing Up

I realize that I need to update some of the links on the site. I also realize that I have a couple of unfinished stories lingering around out there. Ties That Bind is nearing completion and I have been putting off ending it due to the fact that I enjoyed the characters so very much. Demon Wrought is just getting started, and I am waiting until the summer to really try to tackle this more adult project. Zoe and the Outcasted will not take very much time at all, but I simply have not had time to run with it.

All in all, the site needs some love from me. I have sketches to add, and stories to link. I really want the site to be easy to access, with information no more than two clicks away. I will get there. Stay with me.


Posted by on April 8, 2014 in From the Desk of the Author


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I am thrilled to have started friendships through my website. We are working on an new project (as most of you probably already know). Here are my team members:

Paul Davis 

Christine Haggerty

Cody @ FotS

D. James Fortescue

Each one is committed to a different area of our new world. I never would have guessed when I began this site that I would be working with such talented writers on a project like this. We are all very excited, so be excited with us.


Posted by on August 8, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Ties That Bind (Chapter 12)

Ties That Bind

Chapter Twelve

Silkwood Falls

“So, what is in the bag of food the one-armed guy threw you?” Calidorn, the elephant man, asked. The group had stopped by the riverside when they were certain that the lion groundling was no longer in pursuit.  Bynn tossed the bag to Calidorn. Qari rushed over as well, hoping to find something to drive away the intense hunger that had come over him. There were all kinds of fruits and even some relatively fresh bread pulled from the bag. Calidorn used his thick fingers to pull off a piece of the bread and tossed it to Rolo.

Qari laughed a good-natured laugh. “He won’t eat any of that, I am afraid.” The small man, covered in his bird skull helm, trotted over and grabbed the bread. While he was up, he kicked a rotting tree and knocked off a large portion. This exposed the termites within, and Rolo bounded over to enjoy the feast.

“Only bugs?” Calidorn asked. He had never really given much thought to what anteaters may eat other than ants. Qari just gave a big nod; his mouth was full of Kaa’s bread.

Bynn and Vaidon were too upset to eat anything really. They decided to go a bit farther down the river and wash themselves. Perhaps things would seem less dreary after a nice bath.


Morgath, the blood demon monkey, clambered down the cave tree among the abyssal plants. His long fingers wrapped around a large stone and his made way over to the catatonic forms who sat lazily under the tree. The sight of the engorged oozes and fat leeches dangling from the skin of the humans and elves made the monkey scream. Morgath raised the stone over his head and smashed the skulls of his blood harvesters. His minions were starting to gather above and in the tops of the cave tree. One by one, the monkey mercifully killed the drug addled victims. By the time he was finished, Morgath was soaked in blood.

The demon monkey fell to his knees and grabbed his head. Morgath was perfectly still for many moments, and his monkey followers edged ever closer. Then, in a fit, he came unfurled and started ripping the blood caked hair from his body in huge patches.

“LEAVE ME ALONE,” Morgath screamed over and over. All of the monkeys scrambled as far as they could from the the crazed demon monkey.


Tira Al Lung called together an audience of the Silkwood elves. She described the horrors of the blood monkeys and reminded them of the impending revenge of the trolls. When she had successfully instilled the proper amount of fear, she changed her from into the dragon Tiranis. She vowed that she would protect the elves, and help to create landscape changes that would add further defense to the city. Magic lended credibility to her words and the Heart of Carinth allowed her to display her power to move earth. The elves were still skeptical, but they had not taken up arms against Tiranis either. She had nothing but time, and had no doubt that she would continue to win them over.


Bynn watched over Vaidon as she bathed in the river, but her elven lover was not the only creature watching her. A giant otter was lying on an old log and staring at the naked female. Bynn couldn’t blame the otter; the view was very nice. So nice, in fact, that Bynn swam out to meet with her. They had not been physical with each other in quite some time, and he wanted her.

After the two elves had enjoyed the spoils of each other’s bodies, the otter popped his head out of the water right beside them. They were caught off guard and Bynn grabbed the creature by shoving his fingers in its nostrils.

“Hey,” the otter wailed, “that hurts.”

Bynn yanked his hand back from the talking otter. Vaidon laughed so hard that her eyes started to water. Bynn looked over at the log where the otter had been lying earlier. “You were looking at Vaidon,” the elf said with a sudden surge of anger. For some reason, knowing that the otter knew what it was doing made Bynn mad.

“I always watched Vaidon,” the otter stated cryptically, “Even before you started coming around.”


Posted by on August 3, 2013 in Penn's Diary


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Cable One is the worst of the worst. I apologize for not posting as much lately, but it is not my fault (honestly). We, and by “we” I mean my wife, set up to have Cable One shut off cable at our old place and install cable at our new house. We (she) did this a full week ahead of schedule to make sure that it was taken care of. On the appropriate day, however, the cable was not installed. We (she) called to check on this problem, and we were told that it would take a full week before we could get our cable because they were busy.

Apparently, they were too bust to do their job in the first place. We were told this would be taken care of. We (she) made sure that we were ahead of the game. So, there was no arguing with them and we waited our full week. Keep in mind that my wife and I both have online classes and the semester was coming to a close. We had papers due, and I had quizzes and tests to submit. We found a way to get it all taken care of during that week.

Then comes the day the cable is due to be installed once again. They call my wife, and she doesn’t answer the phone but calls them quickly back. The man from Cable One assures us that he will be here to set it up. At 6 o’clock I call and am reaffirmed that it will indeed be hooked up. At 8:45 I call once again and I am told that we will not be able to get our cable for another 9 days. Are you kidding me?

I call the next day with names and numbers and times. I mean, I am furious at this point. When I call to try to straighten out what I can’t imagine could be seen as anything but a glaring omission on their part, the lady on the other end of the line immediately states that they tried to call and we did not answer the phone. I poured out my anger, I channeled my inner Jules from Pulp Fiction. After a few simple sentences, spoken in a manner that made it clear where I stood, we ended up (finally) getting our cable installed that day.

So, that is why my posts have been suffering. However, I am back in business now.


Posted by on July 25, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Anthropology Test



I had an Anthropology test today. Homo Erectus, Homo Sapien, Primates, and all that jazz. I ended up making an A, but it took me nearly two hours to complete 75 questions. Now I don’t know how many of you have answered 75 anthropology questions, but I admire any one who has taken on this daunting task. This was my midterm, and I am certain that the final is only going to get worse.

Wish me luck as I continue.


Posted by on July 14, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Pollux Troy from Demon Wrought

Pollux Troy


Posted by on July 13, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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O’ Moon

O’ Moon

Wondrous parasite

Making a name for yourself

By using the light of another

But you have done well so far

For we look upon you with wonder

You conjure within us

Hope, in the darkest of night

Lovers gaze upon you

With romantic lunacy

All the while you remain

An inconsistent reflection

Of what you can never be

O’ Moon

Most clever satellite

Magnificent farce

I admire you still


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