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If you’ve never seen Game of Thrones, you can probably check out of this article, unless you’re super curious about my opinion the passing of time for television vs. books. After this week’s episode, Beyond the Wall, I saw many
The Living God, my debut novel, will hopefully be out at the end of the year. It isn’t the only book I’ve ever written, but the first I’ve dared to get published. With the finality of that and knowing that
In this article, I’m going to give you five tips on how to get people to take your self-published book seriously. These tips are meant to help push your book to the best it can be, to offer insights into
In this article, I’m going to explain how you can read your friend’s writing, offer critique, all without breaking their spirit. Imagine a place in your house that is sacred to you. Maybe not even sacred, but one you’d be
What comes from watching Black Mirror and being worried over your body-image and attempting to lose weight with little results? A terrible nightmare. This short is based off that. It was an intervention. I knew this by the
Five and a half years before the events of The Living God… Seven Healers and two weeks. That’s what it took to mend a charred body, one that was beyond human form. Each Healer worked interchangeably to manage the
Recently I attended the Collingswood Book Festival. I was only able to be there a short while, but my lovely volunteers did a fabulous job manning the table. During the festival, we played a game with some of the people
There are some things you want in life more than taking a breath of air. Some things you want more than seeing a sunrise. Everyone has that one thing. Some are simple. Some are complex. But, we all have it. Nothing
Some people are naturally good at cooking. Some are naturally good at singing. And while the world is filled with people who are naturally good at something, Devon hardly thought that many of them were naturally good at killing.
Based off a dream…. I really had nowhere to go once I’d called the Infected’s attention away from the child. It tripped over the curb and fell on me, biting into my abdomen through the t-shirt I wore. Dull rounded