Welcome. This is a compilation of some of my published fiction, comprised exclusively of thinly plausible lies. I firmly believe that the tales lack any hint of slander. If you deem it otherwise, contact me later and we'll work it out over a beer. I'll buy.
I hope you'll leave your dripping sense of incredulity in the umbrella stand in the foyer before coming into my library. Thank you very much.
I give thanks to the various accomplices in my prose crimes, the publishers listed above. I sometimes wonder what got into their minds when they originally bought these yarns. No matter. The stories are my sins to bear, not theirs.
Insofar as dedications go, that can be tricky and fraught with peril. The persons who have inspired and helped me are legion. Best, I think, to only mention my wife, Christine (who has always fully supported any cockamamie notion I've ever had in my life), and my best writing buddy Dave Steffen (whose friendship I'll ever hold dear).
Okay, that's that. Go read.
Lower Carolina, USA