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Behind the Series: Syn-En: The Founding Five

There is a persisting myth among species that someone has to rule. Often, on Earth, those rulers are the ones with the best weapons. Others view their culture as superior and thus their ordained mission to rule over those lesser … Continue reading

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Photos from the Book Signing at Tempe Book Festival

Last Saturday I was honored to be asked by Dog-Earred Pages bookstore to sign my books in their area during the Tempe Book Festival. This was held inside the library and everyone from the staff to the volunteers were very … Continue reading

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And So It Goes

I’m like most authors, I suppose. No sooner do I finish one story than another pops up with “write me, write me.” And so I do. I think the story fairy likes me because she’s always hanging around. Must be … Continue reading

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Look at Me! Look at Me!

I just wanted to show off my new covers for the Syn-En series. Although the last book, Home World, is missing. Here they are, in order.

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Syn-En: Ghost World, Chapter 5

Chapter 5 “I can lick your itchy belly.” “Hmm?” Wiggling against the pillow propping up her back, Nell added another note to the tablet. A lot of species wouldn’t be happy with her taking over the administration arm of the … Continue reading

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Syn-En: Ghost World, Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Bei’s curses blistered the WA shocking cyberspace into silence. His outburst had shocked his men. The hieroglyphic writing on the tomb’s walls blazed with light. Under his feet, the mining base hummed with power.  His wife had activated … Continue reading

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Syn-En: Ghost World, Chapter 2, Last day for #99cents

Chapter 2 Nell Stafford’s sandals whispered across the cut rock. She glanced down. A toga. She was wearing a toga. Her chest tightened. Oh, no, not this dream again. Her fingernails dug into her palms. Unease prickled her skin. But … Continue reading

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