Blog #30; Happy Independence Day! Within the week the audiobook version of IN LOVE AND WAR should be on sale

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 Hello, readers and future listeners!  Welcome to the new cover for the audiobook version of IN LOVE AND WAR.  You can also find my trailer for the audiobook on this webpage!  The audiobook is going through a last check of quality control and it should be released shortly.  I'd like to thank Jimmy Moreland for his excellent narrating and production skills!


Meanwhile, expect a BRAND NEW short story collection called FIRST, DO NO HARM in the coming weeks.  It will be filled with the kind of quality writing that originally won the author his first prize as a short story writer. If you like contemporary and historical fiction, this blog is the place to be.

This is quite a milestone, and I wouldn't have been able to make it this far without a lot of help from a lot of people.  I am so grateful for my family, friends, and all the kind souls who have supported me along the way!

Cheers!



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