Happy Mardi Gras!

My wife Kim, the two kitties, and I have made the big move from the deserts of Tucson, Arizona to the beaches of Dauphin Island, Alabama. Staring at the Gulf of Mexico and the beach from my 7th floor balcony might inspire my writing to greater heights. I've been wanting to be a beach bum since I was 18, but making a living got in the way. Now, I have the chance. I'll miss the desert but not the 115+ degree summers.

Book 3 of my Jake's Law series is nearing final stages of completion. Jake is still as bad ass as ever, but a bit more contemplative. The zombies are just as deadly.

Cold Steel Justice, my new horror novel set in the 1880s West, is moving along. It's fun researching 1880s Arizona. It's amazing how poorly the movies do in regards to correct history settings.

Re-working my retelling of the Navajo myth of Monster Slayer and Child Born of Water set in modern times. Tentative title is Ye'iitsoh, Blood Beast.

2018 was a slow writing year due to poor health, more band gigs with Area 51, and searching for a beach condo. My goal and hope for 2019 is a productive year with increased financial yields. Don't we all!