Norea is a fire-breathing prophet. Fire of Norea is her story.
"Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?" The internet widely attributes this quote to Groucho Marx, but the gist of the joke is that the line was spoken by Chico Marx, while dressed as Groucho. In a movie (Duck Soup, 1933). In other words, you cannot trust what you see or... Continue Reading →
In this excerpt of Fire of Norea, from "1992", a young man named Clint unfortunately got lost in the woods of West Virginia and, more unfortunately, has been found by a witch and her kin: Clint dangled from the rafters of the barn, a thick length of woven hemp twine wrapped around his wrists and shoulders.... Continue Reading →
51,779 words written for Fire of Norea: From Ashes in the month of November. Even though I was within 500 words of completing my goal last Wednesday, I wanted to complete the scene I was working on. I relaxed, enjoyed the holiday with my wife and son, and then spent some time the last two days... Continue Reading →
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