Meet Joby. He's not your average boy.
Homeless, destitute, and without friends, his past is a mystery even to him. With a magical staff and a fast hand, he roams the desert city of Terron with his only friend, a stray dog named Scratch. Every day is one of survival. Every day is the same. Until one night . . .
When breaking up a fight to help a lowly beggar escape his assailant, the mysterious scar on Joby’s right hand begins to glow blue. Narrowly escaping the aggressor in the fight, Joby finds he has messed with a man possessing dark powers. Determined to understand the origin of his scar, Joby sets out to discover the identity of this sorcerer whose spoken spells made it glow in the dark.
If you want to get a glimpse of what The Shadow Tribe Series is like, read this series intro - there's more to this story than meets the eye.
I don't remember a time when I was not seeing the world with two sets of eyes: what was in front of me, analytically, and then the imagined beyond.
From an early age I was the one in the family pining for more TV, movies, often strange movies, reading Lord of the Rings far too young, and pretending to fight invisible foes. As I was told later, it was common to see me in the back yard, by myself, with a stick, fighting back hordes of enemies. Any fantastic movies I did see only gave me new and deadly fighting skills.
The world of fiction reading was one I loved to visit everyday growing up. Reading was encouraged in my family, but I hardly needed any. C.S. Lewis' writings - all of them - including Narnia and his Space Trilogy (which I also probably read too young - That Hideous Strength scared the whits out of me in places), Tolkein's Hobbitt, LOTR, and Silmarillion were my fantasy staples, but I was a big reader of classics, with Sherlock Holmes a favorite among the mix.
Writing started almost as early as my imaginative wanderings. The desire and attempt write a novel didn't become as real until my college years, and as soon as I had graduation from Penn State in my sites, I started writing my epic fantasy series, "The Reaper's Seed."
My writing desire and practice ebbed and flowed until 2014, when after mailing an unknown number of query letters into the great void, I self-published. And now you can read my imaginings, sometimes for free even. Hmmm, . . . what else about me?
I am a family man, a lover of my wife, children, and family at large. I'm a Jaff of all Trades, Master of None, really. I like endurance athletics, swimming as my staple, gardening, chickens, health and wellness, spiritual matters, ethical matters, some politics (too much is infuriating), I dabble in song writing, and, full circle . . . I write stories.