A look back to the good old days on the farm and a slower, closer way of life.

Poem.

Cyce of life and death.

In the land of Altonia, a boy slave discovers newfound powers within himself, but they seem to come with a dark and evil past. The key to this past seems locked away in his devilish nightmares, and when a man and his warriors suddenly appear and bring carnage to his town, he must defeat the soldiers and seek revenge. This is the first part in what I’m hoping a long and fruitful story. If I get good reviews and you want me to continue, then I will.

What we sew into the lives of those we love, both good and bad, is our legacy that remains after our life is complete. Every one of us has a story to tell that someone else in the world has a need to hear.

What does autumn mean to you?

A novel.

The harvest is ready but the labourers are few.

My favorite time of year.

A poem on the beautiful changes and colors that presents themselves in Autumn.