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

The droning sound of my grandfather's voice was the last thing I wanted to listen to this morning. I'd been hearing far 


too much from him in the past week, something I was quick to realize wasn't about to end any time soon.


Lies, all of it. You know this, Meira. My demon grandmother groused in my head, her spirit thrashing in fury as 


Henemordonin, Second Seat of Demonicon, expounded to the court how sunny and shiny and full of butterflies and sparkles 


our plane was. Despite the fact my forces were still at large, patrolling the cities and settlements searching for the 


Planeless, a cult preaching peace and light to all demons, my grandfather assured the gathered royal family everything 


They don't care, I sent to Ahbi as Henemordonin went on, blocking out his speech, more of the same from yesterday and the 


Chapter 31: Heads In The Sand