Heaven’s War We all stood around the courtyard, too stunned to do anything but listlessly mill about. I stood with Uriel and Zarachiel who talked in hushed tones. I vaguely paid attention to their conversation. Mainly, I kept my eye
I was losing my mind. Somewhere along the way – I don’t remember where – I pulled a string, and my unraveling began. I began having thoughts – unholy thoughts. Emotions, impure and unwelcome, welled inside me. I was angry.
***Since 2008, I have worked on my current novel, The Hunted One. I’ve rewritten it countless times, tossed thousands and thousands of words to the side. None of it was right. But this story haunted me. I could never leave