I had a fun time at the Rogers Library Create-it Con today! Sold some books, met some […]
I will be at Create-It Con, a celebration of writers, tinkerers, makers, builders, bakers, painters, engineers, […]
This last Saturday, on June 27th, I got to meet one of my favorite musicians, Colbie […]
Memories of a Ghost is my first novel to take place in Rogers, Arkansas, where I’ve […]
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And then Quarry was upon him, wrenching the gun from his hand, taking his index finger with it. He cried out in pain, watching in disbelief as the short, stocky man pulled the bloody finger from the gun and wrapped his tongue around it, sucking it into his mouth.

— Memories of a Ghost, chapter 7