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.

Sibling Rivalry

I loved my sister with all my heart, but there were times like these when I hated her, too. I tried very hard not to allow the reality of being Syd’s little sister weigh on me, but it was so difficult when my entire life was about scrutiny, either from those who couldn’t wait for me to screw up, or from my family who watched with barely-concealed concern. Everyone waited for me to crack under the pressure.

The next person who compared anything I accomplished to what Syd would have done was going to perish in flame and agony.

Meira might sit on First Seat, but her initial four years as Ruler haven’t been as easy as she thought they’d be. Thanks to her father’s new policies, Meira’s power has been diverted away from Ruler and into the hands of her Second Seat and grandfather, Henemordonin, as well as the greedy and grasping court of Demonicon. Struggling to regain control while being constantly bullied and tormented, Meira faces a fresh concern—a cult of mysterious demons has risen in the outer planes, preaching love and peace, finding followers where no religion has ever succeeded before.

First Plane Trilogy

I was still trying to decide what to do, the retreating mass of the Planeless followers thinning as they left, when a 


small and harried group of demons rushed from a building on my right and hurried toward us.


It was hard to ignore the whisperings of my court and the clear pressure of Henemordonin's magic and force myself to 


watch as the group below ascended the stairs with rapid and uncoordinated steps.


The demon in the lead bowed deeply to me as he reached the top of the platform, panting and deeply red in the face, his 


"My Ruler," he croaked out my title, "forgive our tardiness. I am Celuniumtrix, your representative here in Bilhaeder. I 


believed you to be arriving an hour from now or I would have been here myself to greet you."


"Instead," I snapped, "I was greeted by some fanatical cult leader and his brain-wiped followers." Was it fair to take 


Chapter 25: Temper, Dear