Only 17 Days Left to Back the Book

On September 26, 2017, the Kickstarter campaign for Zac's Guitar will close. We are currently at 19% funding for this project and are hopeful that we can reach our goal. As an extra thank you to everyone who pledges to the campaign, I will be naming all of my backers on the acknowledgement page of the book. That's right, your name in print in every copy of the book!

Here's a look at some of the pledge levels. Each, includes a preorder of the book

$3 an electronic copy of the book in any format specified

$20 an autographed paperback and custom bookmark

$25 and $30 levels include the autographed paperback, bookmark, and custom pins and/or pendants designed and hand crafted specifically for this project

$60 signed paperback copies of all three books in the Not Forgotten Series

Zac's Guitar Kickstarter Link

Writing begins as an idea, a passing thought that catches the attention of the author and makes them stop and take notice. In the beginning, the author is just niave enough to believe that the idea was theirs. They find themselves clever and are proud of their unique way of seeing the world.

In time, the author grows suspicious. They wonder if the voices inside their head are really a part of them at all. They seem to know things that the author doesn't remember learning. They've observed things that the author has never witnessed. 

The author shrugs this off at first, chalking it up to inspiration. He personifies it, calling it a muse. 

If the author is a good little writer, he will finish the work without incident and continue to believe that it came from his own mind.

It's only when the author strays from his task that the truth is revealed. The voices will wake him, screaming their monologues, demanding to be heard. 

You can only fight it for so long.

If a story needs to be told, it will find a way to bleed from your fingertips on to the page.

The story has a will of its own.

23 Days!

Zac's Guitar Kickstarter Page

Zac's Guitar - Jimmy's Vision

David Dean got in his car in the University Garage at 9:00pm. He’d spent the evening giving a lecture on the difference between poltergeist activity and true hauntings. As he reached for the key, he noticed his cell phone sitting in the console. He wasn’t big on technology and often made a habit of forgetting his phone. He picked it up and saw that he had two missed calls. The first was from his assistant, Kerry, no doubt checking to make sure he remembered the lecture. The second was a familiar number, his old friend and colleague Jimmy Redbush.

He had a voicemail and played it hoping it was Redbush and not Kerry. Luck was on his side.

Jimmy Redbush said, “Hello, old friend. I’m calling you because I’ve had a vision and in my vision, there are many arrows. First, the crossed arrows of friendship which made me think of you. Then, I saw the two arrows pointing at the stone which are for warding off evil and the two arrows flying toward each other signifying war and I thought of our trials with young Lilly Roberts.  The last arrow flew alone signifying peace. This told me that victory is possible and that this is not the final battle.  I saw one other thing, the butterfly. This I do not understand, but I called you to ask if you’re okay and to inquire (A long pause), about your mother.”

David saved the message and stared at the phone a long time. He said, simply, “Mother”.