I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn.

What if Death fell in love with Life and they had a daughter…?

Life or Death
The old man’s body arched, his eyes flying open, a moan escaping his lips while the heart rate monitor speeded before settling into a strong, healthy rhythm. I jerked my hand back, weight in my chest as the mist dissipated and left me to stare at the body in the bed.
While Nero’s hand grasped my arm and pulled me forcefully away, I knew the truth. The old man’s eyes fluttered, opened. And he smiled at me. Alive. Healthy. Full of Life when his fate was Death.
No. Not again.

Her unique parentage ensures Eve isn't like her angel siblings. She brings Death at the beginning of Life and Life to those meant to die. Her continuing failures create constant disaster for her parents and the mortals she tries so hard to serve. But when Eve accidentally interferes with the Loom of Creation, she sets off a chain of events that leads her to finally understand who she really is.

Eternal Daughter

   I could have waited a long time for a response, but chose, instead, to try to figure it out on my own. Exactly what Destiny wanted me to do, naturally. I was learning her ways, if through trial and error, fairly certain her hints and clues were far more specific than they appeared if I just used the so-called brilliance Seth seemed to think I possessed to work out her riddles. I decided if following her direct or indirect orders made her happy, well I guess I just had to keep trudging onward and do my best to clean up after myself.


   Chaos fell silent, listening, pondering. Was she sorting out the way to go, too? It certainly felt that way. Maybe I was a good influence on her, as much as she was on me. No matter, I hugged her to me as I shrugged and offered Seth and Mafdel a crooked smile.


   "I feel like we've been chasing the trail of a very reluctant dragon," I said. Winced. "Sorry, Seth."


Chapter 98: Work Smarter