Before I forget (again) – all of the Twitch story streams have been edited down to just the story bits and posted on YouTube. You’ll
There's No Such Thing as Vampires
When Joe Kinderman gave in to his fear of being hurt, he lost Casey to another man. When her car was found abandoned and bloody on the side of the road, he thought that she was gone forever. A camping trip leads to a startling discovery in the woods, and Joe gets the one thing he thought wasn’t possible: a second chance. Unexpectedly immersed in a world where all the rules have changed, Joe has to decide just how far he’ll go to keep the woman of his dreams.
When a widow asks for help, security expert Ryan Brooks is assured that there’s no sign of a threat. He flies to Colorado, believing that he just has to do a quick evaluation and a little hand-holding. By the time he arrives in Denver, his client has been brutally murdered. As the bodies start piling up, Ryan’s path will intersect with Joe’s, and they’ll both discover that they’ve been playing someone else’s game. Nothing is as it seems, and everything is about to get much, much worse.
I was scrolling through Twitter the other day (I really should stop doing that… like, at all) and stumbled across someone who’d retweeted someone who’d
I was sick, I’d lost my voice, and I had a stream scheduled. So I fired up Word, and Twitch, and proceeded to start typing.
In the days after TNSTaV was published, a thought occurred to me. In the ten-ish years since the first draft was completed, this thought had
Revisions make me paranoid. Nothing is ever perfect. First drafts are messy. Unruly. Even cringe-worthy. So when I read through three or more sentences in
It’s been a week since I wrote anything significant, and I feel like I’ve been neglecting everything and everyone. Hello, post-first-draft burnout. I’d nearly forgotten