Yet another love poem
Hasn’t everything already been written about love? I don’t know. You see, Love isn’t just about all flowers and shit. it ain’t about the dance, or the ring, it’s not about the house, or the…
Author of The Thompson Sisters and America's Future series
Hasn’t everything already been written about love? I don’t know. You see, Love isn’t just about all flowers and shit. it ain’t about the dance, or the ring, it’s not about the house, or the…
to I AM the most exalted one king savior messiah i’ve got a bone to pick with you a dust devil of hate, the shamal of rage flecks of sand tearing my skin…
A one room schoolhouse Fields of grain Soft sounds of rural life Creaking of leather straps and wagon wheels Manure and hickory smoke The wind blows metallic terror as a truck backs up into a…
Andrea Thompson ist schlau, selbstbewusst und hübsch. Sie ist außerdem schrecklich einsam. Sie wird in Europa von ihrer Oma großgezogen und hat schwer damit zu kämpfen, dass ihre Eltern sie nicht bei sich haben wollen.…
If there is a God, he abandoned that home or i did? Just as I abandoned common sense The pursuit of life Liberty Addiction a gaudy parade of flesh Tiny puckered nipple A captive audience…
Short snippet of what I’m working on, a prequel to Just Remember to Breathe. Alexandra Thompson’s point of view: She arches an eyebrow. “Oh? Tell me. Wait… is it… a guy?” I frown. “Carrie….” She…
I’m excited to share the news that in a few months A Song for Julia will be available in Turkish, published by Yabancı Yayınları Publishing, translated by Asli Tumerkan. http://yabanciyayinlari.com/?portfolio=a-song-for-julia
Want to order an autographed paperback or hardcover? Autographed books make great gifts! You can get your copies in time for Christmas if you order by Tuesday, December 16th at 2 PM (we’ll…
Smiling, gurgling, drooling baby. Mamma’s arms. Giggles and bubbles. Bouncing toys. Joyous love. Crayons and cracker jacks. What’s the surprise in the box? Jumpropes and softball. Caps and guns. Cowboys and Indians. Don’t cry.…