I spent nearly three decades teaching, long enough to learn that pressure has a way of showing people who they really are. Put enough weight on someone, and the mask slips. Fear, anger, doubt, faith, pride, guilt, grace — it all starts showing through.

That understanding drives everything I write.

My fiction walks through darker places: plague roads, haunted swamps, broken families, crime, consequence, survival, and the thin line between good and evil. These stories are built on grit, not gloss. You’ll find people crawling through their own wreckage, some fighting toward grace, others falling deeper into the fire.

My nonfiction comes from the same honest place, but with a different purpose. I write for young adults trying to follow Jesus in the real world, where doubt is common, pressure is constant, temptation is loud, and easy answers don’t hold for long.

Outside the page, I’m a husband, father, retired teacher, lifelong comic book collector, and outdoorsman. I like old paper, quiet woods, camp smoke, cypress, back roads, and the kind of stillness where the noise of the world finally shuts up.

Whether fiction or nonfiction, my work is rough, honest, and sometimes uncomfortable — just like real life.

Expect truth over comfort, redemption over revenge, and a little light bleeding through the cracks.