and the winner is

I asked for haikus
And you obliged, very nice.
For the win (drum roll):


The Erratic Sun - Cover

The Queen and Little Prince had much deliberation determining the best haiku, but in the end the Little Prince’s arguments that bunnies are awesome could not be topped.  So, there you go.  I’ll be in touch to get shipping and inscription information, so sit tight for that.

If you are sad you missed out on winning a signed copy, supporting your favorite author by purchasing one is the next best option, right?  Right?!  Hmm, well, maybe not, but it would be very cool of you, and if I ever saw you in person then I would happily sign it…  So, there’s always that option.  Here’s the handy dandy link for you: BUY ME!

Thank you to everyone who played along in the contests and has supported me on this amazing journey.  You are all wonderful.

The Erratic Sun – Contest the Third

I guess I should explain that my naming convention is just for The Kingdom, because Revis has his own contest running too.  But, hey, that just means even more opportunities to win a copy of this fantastic science fiction adventure!!

Anyway, the winner of my second giveaway contest is…


Of the five people who submitted guesses (really?  that’s it?  why didn’t the rest of you who liked the post venture a guess?) her guess of 387 was the closest to the real word count on page 42 of 379.  And she guessed first too!  Almost nailed it right out of the gate.  That’s some crazy awesomesauce right there.

Hmm…  That’s now two for two of signed books getting shipped all the way from California across the pond, as they say.  It’s a trend.  My international readers should be paying attention.  Maybe they’ll be next.  Maybe this is their chance:

The Erratic Sun - Cover

For your next chance to win a signed copy of The Erratic Sun all you have to do is write a haiku in the comments section below that deals with either the mountains, the beach, why you think you deserve to win, 6 foot tall invisible rabbits named Harvey, the greatest gunslinger of all time, or… well, pretty much anything I guess.  The Queen and the Little Prince have volunteered to pick the best of the bunch and select the winner.

And, yes, I just consulted the rule book and there’s nothing against submitting multiple entries.  So… what are you waiting for?

Let me see those haiku’s!!

The First 33 Grams of Blog Contest

Revis is offering up a chance to win a copy of The Erratic Sun with his famous signature on it. Head over to his page and play along in the contest!

33 Grams of Blog

Way back in December of 2014, over at The Matticus Kingdom, I put out a call for people to write a post about who they thought was fiction’s greatest archer and why. I thought it would be a fun debate.

It was a spectacular failure.

Other than Matticus and myself, only one other person wrote a post (shoutout to desertskys for being so awesome! ). While many people left their choices in the comments, I was wanting people to do actual posts. The comments told me the ‘who’. I wanted the ‘why’.

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The Erratic Sun – Contest the Second

Starting with a bit of housekeeping, the winner of the first contest is…


Congratulations.  I’ll be in touch… eventually.  Probably after all of the contests are done so I only have to go to the post office once.  Running errands is hard in the toddlerocracy.

For those of you interested in how she was selected, I used the Excel Randbetween function after I placed all 25 participants in order by the date/time they made their comment here on WordPress or over on Facebook.

And now, onto the second contest to win a signed copy of The Erratic Sun, written by myself and the amazing Revis, and with cover art by the wonderful Daydreams:

The Erratic Sun - Cover

Here is a snippet from page 42 (because 42):

“‘It’s been a helluva run, and I’m not ready for it to end.  We are going to get through this.’  With that, the Captain left the cockpit to head back down to the engine room and see what miracle Gillian had come up with.”

All you have to do to win a signed copy of this amazing book is guess how many total words are on page 42.  Leave your guesses in the comments and the participant who comes the closest wins.  It’s just that easy.  Good luck!


Can’t handle the pressure?  You can always just buy a paperback copy here or a digital copy here.



my e-book is on sale

Hey there…

So, you’re just sitting around, enjoying a quiet weekend… and then you realize you could be reading something… but!  You don’t have anything new or exciting to read?  It’s happened to all of us.  And, I have the solution!

For a (very) limited time, the kindle version of the Fauxpocalypse Anthology is on sale through Amazon.

99 cents!!

That’s it, that’s all, and this collection could be yours, delivered to your reading device in a number of seconds, and you’ll be enjoying it in less time than it will take you to finish the rest of this post!

That’s pretty awesome, right?


Here’s the link to the sale:

Fauxpocalypse –  Kindle Version

The collection has 13 stories…  one of which was written by me!  And, here’s a little excerpt from mine:

The hours seemed to stretch out to eternity as Jake lay awake in bed deep into the night.  He wasn’t sleeping.  He hadn’t been sleeping and he saw nor relief in his immediate future.  The events of the day had been troubling enough, bu his mind wouldn’t stop nagging him that was something else wasn’t right, that something needed his immediate attention  He just had no clue what that was.

The night was quiet.  Without a moon, not even the coyotes were disturbing the stillness with their calls and howls.  The house had long since settled down for the evening so there were no more pops, creaks or groans.  It seemed like someone could have stepped onto his dirt driveway all the way up at the road and Jake would have been able to clearly hear the crunch of the gravel.

Frustrated with himself for not being able to fall asleep and irritated with George and Carl for what they had done, Jake carefully slipped out of bed so he didn’t disturb Helen and made his way down the hall to the kitchen.  It had reached that point in the night where his concern over how tired he would be the next morning was keeping him awake.  He planned on pouring himself a glass of water for the pitcher and hoped that there was still some left from the last time it had been filled.

However, as he walked into the kitchen he could see wisps of lights out the window.  He quickly stepped up to the sink and saw the very distinct beams of light that only flashlights can produce coming from the south side of his property, from an area very near where someone kept cutting through his fence.  He frowned, brow furrowed, eyes glaring, and his hands gripped the counter-top in front of him fiercely.

To find out what happens next, I guess you’ll just have to spend a dollar and download the book.  The 99 cent sale only lasts until April 7th, so, don’t delay or you might miss out.  Enjoy!