Well, I’m pumped. My first novel, published by Trestle/Helping Hands Press, will be available on Amazon and the other e-outlets within a couple of weeks. The print version will follow shortly afterward:

Actually, this isn’t my first novel, it’s my third, and I’m not ashamed to say that it took a few attempts to hone my craft. Thing is, I’ve been successful as a professional songwriter for years, but spinning tunes is a universe apart from penning novels.
I have people to thank–lots of them; successful authors and agents who took the time to teach me the techniques requisite for turning anecdotes into art. Props to my co-author, Christy Award winner C. Hope Flinchbaugh, who suggested injecting the illegal immigration issue into this story. You brought the magic, Hope. Also thanks to Jeff Dunn for perusing my first scribblings without laughing, and to my close friend, fantasy author Teri McLaren for teaching me the rudiments of style. I’m grateful to Steve Laube for calling me a “very good writer” when that was a bit of a stretch, and to Michael Hyatt for reassuring me that Hummingbird was indeed a quality read. Of course, always love to my buddy Tracey Bateman for encouraging me to write my heart, whether or not I thought a Christian publisher would give an international adventure half a glance. And extra, extra thanks to my agent Diana Flegal for her skills, friendship, and faith in my future. Diana, you’re the very best.
I’ve learned a lot so far in my quest to become a novelist: plotting techniques, word economy, pov; all those nuts and bolts. But the most important thing that I’ve learned so far is that I’m tallest when I stand on other peoples’ shoulders.