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

My intention to storm in the court and my grandfather the moment I arrived back at the Seat was thwarted when I reached 


Ruler, she sent, mental voice crisp against mine. I must see you immediately.


I really had to speak to Henemordonin, to diffuse the disaster he was creating around me. But her tone was so urgent I 


Where? She showed me the stairway at the top of the mountain, the very one she'd led me down the night the Planeless 


tried to capture me. I saw her clearly, two figures in shadows behind her.


Your quarters, she sent. In your closet.


Such a rendezvous location should have made me laugh. But the deadly seriousness of her tone tied into what I'd just 


witnessed and the worry I lived with in an almost constant state these days held back any humor before it could emerge.


I'll be right there. I reached for Mabel, only to have her mind press softly on mine.


Chapter 50: Private Meeting