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 left Portlish in Theridialis's lab with Mabel while Zinnia escorted the protesting Frestendel out of the Seat.


Watch him, I sent to the drach as the cook almost passed out from excitement.


Who will watch you if I do? Her diamond eyes flashed with power as I retreated.


I'll be fine, I sent. I'm going to kick my grandfather's ass now.


Best of luck, Mabel sent. Let me know if he needs roasting.


I did laugh then and hoped I wouldn't need her after all. I'll send Sequoia down when I find her, I sent. Until then, 


make sure he doesn't steal anything and take off.


I think this one is more honest than his counterpart, Mabel sent, mind still firm on mine as I stepped onto the elevator 


platform at the back of the room and took the short ride up to the throne room. He will not give me trouble.


The platform settled, the thrones just ahead from my access from the back. I could see the court, the dais, but couldn't 


Chapter 51: False Ruler