I am here today with bated breath. Maybe gasping breath. Is nervous breath a thing? Well, some sort of breath to reveal the cover for my upcoming release. Here it is, the front and back cover for Reality of the Unreal Mind Vol. 2: Normal Street. Bekah and I actually live in the same town… Continue reading The Coming of Normal Street
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Rise of the Tellers 20: Christmas 2019
I guess it was about four months ago. I’m thinking now that it might have been five. Not six. I had stayed up Around the Horn. Quite like I am doing today. This means that I did not sleep last night at all and I will not go to bed until midnight. It is usually… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 20: Christmas 2019
Rise of the Tellers 18: Acceptance
Sit down we have a lot to do in this chapter and we need to get started now. We are going to start in the Wasteland. I have to show you how eight years after the Battle of Normal Street, Assassin finally found peace. Now it is dark in the Wasteland and there is nothing… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 18: Acceptance
Rise of the Tellers 17: The Younger
Ten months earlier we were watching Rayph play on the floor in our living room and Bekah looked at me with sadness on her face and motioned to him. “He looks lonely,” she said. I looked at him and in that moment she was right. He did look lonely. I had known he would. When… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 17: The Younger
Rise of the Tellers 16: Eldest
Christmas 2005 and me and Bekah have opened all of our presents before going to her parents’ house and we look around the house. We look at the tree. We look at each other and we can feel it. There is a gaping hole here. Something is missing from our lives. Someone. Not long after,… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 16: Eldest
Rise of the Tellers 15: Wedding, Part 3
I woke up to donuts and D’s instruction. He looked at me and smiled. “I got married months ago.” “I know. I gave you a kick ass toast,” I said. “I remember. Listen—” “It was a better toast than your Best Man’s toast. I don’t think he will ever forgive me for that.” “I need… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 15: Wedding, Part 3
Rise of the Tellers 14: Wedding, Part 2
I woke up at about one and she hit me right away. “I want all the bridesmaids to wear white!” Bekah said. I sat up. This was my favorite way to wake up. She had started doing this almost instantly when we had gotten engaged but as we got closer to time it picked up… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 14: Wedding, Part 2
Rise of the Tellers 13: Wedding, Part 1
The first time we planned a wedding, her parents were going to officiate. They were elders in their church and Bekah and her sisters had always dreamt of their dad marrying them. Well this time things were going to be a bit different. We decided on Vigil but not Hymnal. This was not for any… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 13: Wedding, Part 1
Rise of the Tellers 12: Latoka
It was the first house I lived in that had a fenced-in yard. The first house I lived in that had a dishwasher. It was the house I brought my first-born son home to, and the one I carried my wife over the threshold of. I finished my first novel in the house on Latoka.… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 12: Latoka
Rise of the Tellers 11: A Small White Box
We walked in and the whole house exploded. Everyone yelled hellos, some people fought their way to their feet to cross the room and embrace us. There were still others that said hi to Bekah and waved at me. I was still not popular in her family. When we walked into Christmas that first year… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 11: A Small White Box
