I am a writer. I wrote my first novel in 2011. I’ve started 14 more since then, finishing about half of those. One of these days I’ll actually try to find someone to publish them (or just do it myself). Onward!

(If anyone would like to be a beta reader, feel free to drop me a line).

Chapter 11 - Clerk Family Winery

“Couldn’t you just have gotten his phone number or something?” Jenny was obviously joking, but there was just enough of an undercurrent of truth there that Andi couldn’t well ignore it.

“As I’ve told you a dozen times, he doesn’t even have a physical body. How could he have a cell phone?”

Jenny smiled, but she wasn’t about to let the point go that easily. “Yeah, but he has to be some sort of demon or angel right?”


Chapter 10 - About Time

On the demonic manipulation of temporal dynamics

She looked up at Jenny with a doubtful look on her face.

“Yeah, that’s about what I thought.”

“And then?”

“It looks feasible. I mean, there’s nothing completely insane in there.”

“Time travel isn’t insane?”


Chapter 9 - Keep Your Friends Close

Andi couldn’t help herself. “Dead?” She’d seemed perfectly fine when they’d been there. Who could she be dead.

The officer watched her for a moment more. She realized belatedly that he had dropped that particular nugget on them precisely in order to elicit a reaction. Hopefully surprised was the correct response…

When she didn’t say anything else, the officer continued. “Dead. The neighbors called us at about 3:30 pm about a potential disturbance. They said that they’d heard someone screaming and then several gunshots. When we arrived shortly later, she was dead.”


Chapter 8 - And Something Else

She found him within ten minutes.

More accurately–he found her.

One moment, she was alone. At this hour, there weren’t many other passengers. The last of the daytime passengers had already gone home and the late night partiers had hours to go yet. She was the only person on the lower level of her car and there was only one couple on the upper floor. However, they seemed otherwise occupied.


Chapter 7 - Angels and Demons

If she hadn’t seen her with her own two eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it. The demon was still burning away behind them–she could feel the heat–but that meant…

“Of course dear. Now, how can I help you?”

Andi and Jenny looked at each other. Without a word, they moved together, doing their best to hide the still burning body behind them. Andi stole a quick glance behind her–not long left now.


Chapter 6 - Buyer Beware

After bandaging up her hand, Jenny brought up a point that Andi hadn’t even considered. Had Morris–the old lady who owned the bookstore where Andi had originally found the book–known about it?

Had she had anything to do with the book showing up in Andi’s bag?


Chapter 5 - Armed and Dangerous

It turned out that the more powerful the demon was you were trying to summon, the more complicated the summoning became. This was going to take hours of prep work and the better part of half an hour just to do the summoning. Honestly, she would have liked to take longer, but she didn’t know that she would be able to. The new chapters of the book had laid out what she’d expected–the more you tried to add to a summoning, the less time you had to do it in. That seemed to set a hard limit on just what could be done, but it was hard to calculate. Perhaps there were exceptions.


Chapter 4 - The Man on the Train

The next morning, she didn’t even glance at the book on her way out of the apartment, instead opting to grab her own breakfast on the way rather than chance waiting in the kitchen. The idea of using her newly … enhanced burner was there in the corner of her mind, but she wasn’t quite sure hot to deal with that just yet. Yet the summoning having been done had rather an effect on her.


Chapter 3 - Summoning a Demon

The last ingredient that Andi had to track down was the blood. She had a few ideas how to go about it, but none of them particularly appealed to her. Her best options at the moment were to go to a butcher and just flat out ask if they sold blood–she thought that they might, to make certain sausages and other foods out of. Alternatively, she could just a cut of meat and hope that enough drained out that she could get by that way.