Through the Looking Glass People that have been through hell and back interest me and you’ll find them as my main characters throughout my books. Those who started life in the bowels of hell with a broken compass and yet, against all odds, found their way out. My mind has always been my refuge, my magic elixir from the pain. I encountered a lot of monsters before I learned to conquer them. On my path to make sense of the worlds. I became fascinated with the things that lurked

Here's a little something I've been playing around with. Not only am I into dark/gothic romance and history. I love a good sci fi tale...especially a dark one. Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Captain Kajan would like to meet whoever “they” are and tell them they were wrong. Oh man, were they ever. His hands grasped the edge of the desk, and he pushed. The old chair he had his butt firmly planted in slid back in protest along its rusted tracks

If it was only two minutes. Remember the disturbing scene in George Orwell’s dystopian masterpiece 1984? It’s when the public gathers to vent against a common enemy on a huge theatre-type screen. If you need a refresher or haven’t seen it, a simple search on YouTube will bring the clip from the movie where we see a room full of lifeless faces that soon morph into a feral mass of revenge seeking zombies. None of them are aware, or maybe it’s a truth too painful to admit they a

Secret scenes, and raw chapter samplings... "Kintsugi, he croaked... Then pointed at her with a grotesque hand that looked like crumbling clay and a face that was melted on one side while the other remained her promised husband. What did it mean? Was it a spell? She closed her robe around her and tightened the sash. With her head held high, she walked toward the snarling creature. When we're young things can get twisted. Especially for two young women who started as ugly d