The avian or "bird man" is a human subspecies, and can best be described as a cross between a human and a bird. HISTORY: The origin of the avian race is unique to Aenya in that their development from proto-human into a winged/feathered species is due largely, in part, to culture, in an example of 'controlled evolution.'... Continue Reading →
The Ilmar (plural) or Ilmarin (singular, descriptive) go by many names: savages, barbarians, wild humans. Given their propensity for nakedness and for living in the wild, they are viewed by most civilized races as closer to animal than human. This view is perpetuated by the little that is known of their culture. Ilmar are often... Continue Reading →
Like all eight year old boys of Hedonian citizenry, Demacharon is taken from his mother's arms to train in the navy, and for the next ten years he is taught discipline, and ways in which to kill more efficiently. He later moves up in rank, from a lowly oarsman to captain of his own vessel. After a number of... Continue Reading →
You don't have to be a writer to recognize the destructive power of ego, but it helps. Ego has torn my family apart. I have one brother and two sisters. We were born into the restaurant business my father started forty years ago, but when we got together to form a franchise, which could have netted us... Continue Reading →
Radia is the 54th descendant of the Zo and heir to the throne of Aenya. She is known for her stunning beauty and mismatched eyes, one of turquoise like the greater moon, the other violet, like the lesser. At age eleven, she succumbs to a mysterious illness. Her father, King Solon, offers his kingdom for her... Continue Reading →
The Nomad is a love story, a mythical tale of heroism and enduring faith, parts Odyssey, parts The Arabian Nights. Like the Greek hero, Odysseus, Dynotus is twenty years from his homeland, searching the desert for Sali---the woman he loves---who has been taken as a slave. It is rife with fantastic locales, mythical monsters, and epic bloodshed, all set against the endless sands of the Sahara.... Continue Reading →
So, I've been having this problem with fiction lately. The last eight books I've read have been about philosophy, religion and physics. It's gotten to the point that my wife told me last night I should have been a physicist (really, I'd be clueless). But whenever I pick up a novel, I can't get into the... Continue Reading →
The Art of Storytelling 
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