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

We were almost home when the familiar sight of a drach soared through a gash in the veil over Ostrogotho and settled in 


to keep pace with the transport. I'd already been in touch with Syd, filling her in on the absence of Nunaresh, and could 


only assume she'd called in support in the form of the dragon-like first race.


The massive drach could be one of two, I figured and, when Mabel's mind touched mine, I was oddly happy to realize it 


I understand your troubles have increased, the drach female sent to me as I sailed into the transport bay and jerked us 


to a halt, cushioning our stop with shields. She shrank as she landed on the shining stone floor, flowing from her drach 


shape into a tall, broad woman with dazzling diamond eyes and a blank expression on her gray-skinned face. I leaped from 


the transport as it settled, shields dropping the moment we touched down, and went to her side. I'd missed her, more than 


Chapter 37: No Longer Part Of Demonicon