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 descent took over an hour, at least, so by the time we touched down on the edge of the Parade at the base of the 


mountain, most of the moons had set and the first suns were starting to light the horizon. Zinnia pulled two heavy black 


robes from an alcove at the bottom, slipping her hood down over her face. I copied her, my bare feet slapping on the 


smooth grounds of the Parade. She skirted the edge, taking us into the city as soon as the perimeter gave way and 


permitted us to leave the wide expanse at the base of the mountain.


I usually took a transport to Theridialis's tower, though I'd ridden one of the public transit system trains with my 


sister in the past. I assumed we would do so now, only to raise my eyebrows at the small and dented, but fully intact, 


transport hull Zinnia uncovered behind a large panel at the back of a non-descript building.


"If it's all right with you," Zinnia said, settling into the tiny shell, "I'll fly."


Chapter 42: Missing In Action