Sins of the Father

A minister losing touch with his faith… A severely autistic child with no past, no present and no real future… An evil older than time itself… When the boy Lucian is thrown into Aaron’s life with nowhere else to go all hell breaks loose and Aaron confronts things he never actually imagined could really exist in an effort to save one small, tortured child.

From the Inside Flap

How do you feel overall about self-publishing? It's not for the lazy or faint of heart. One must be able to grow a thick skin, put up with the hateful or rude comments thrown your way, try to glean some kernel of truth from said comments and smile and act professional in the face of extreme adversity and disrespect. There is a certain stigma involved in self-publishing. People assume that a person who would choose to self-publish does so because they have no talent, that they couldn't make it in the real and cut throat world of traditional publishing. Truthfully, the opposite is true. I've met some incredibly talented and worthy authors who simply haven't gotten the luck of the draw. Their reviews are stellar, their work looks professional and the wit and wisdom among the entertainment value of their work is second to none. Why then did they not get their fair shake? Why didn't they get the notice they so richly deserve? I have two words for you, ladies and gentlemen, REJECTION LETTERS. Do you think that we haven't tried the traditional route? I contacted forty agents about my work and got a simple form letter back saying something along the lines of, "It's not you or your work, it's me. I simply don't have the time." So I went a different route. Now, I write a novel and send the manuscript off to my editor and wait. I could be waiting several weeks or even months. I get the first draft back, go over it again, make necessary changes, send it back and sit back and wait. While I'm waiting, I'm contacting cover artists and working like a demon to come up with the money to pay my editor and cover artist. I'm also working on a press release, synopsis, description and trying to create a stir around the soon-to-be released book that makes people NEED to buy my book. I'm working with beta readers to polish the rough edges and gain constructive criticisms. And then I wait. When it comes back from the editor the second time, I go over it again and if all looks right, I contact the cover artist and the beta readers and, with guidance from my editor, touch up a few things and add a line here and there if need be to make the story a little more tight. Then, I format the book properly, add acknowledgements and dedications, build the book cover using the finished cover art, add the description and upload the finished files. It's only after several weeks of work that I'm able to come out with the press release and hit that "publish" button. The work involved is intimidating and I've been so incredibly lucky to have my husband there to help me every step of the way. He's better at marketing than I am. I'm better at coming up with the witty or profound written tidbits for all the interviews he sends my way. I wish I could sit on a beach, sipping fruity little umbrella decorated cocktails and magically make a novel just become. That's what people seem have it in their heads that I do. Most of the time when I'm writing a novel, I have trouble sleeping because I can't turn my mind off and I'll forget to shower for a few days in a row. I get cranky with my kids and husband because I also forget to eat and I don't realize I'm hungry. I resent every intrusion, interruption and break, including the ones that should be fun or lighthearted. Then, when I'M done and my world hits a more even keel, my husband goes on a marketing rampage and he gets to run the gamut of emotions and reactions I just described.

From the Back Cover

Bowen is an orphaned child in feudal England whose first appearance in this novel is having been bound hands and feet and whipped mercilessly by the monks in a monastery in an excess of bloodlust. He's realistically of an indeterminate age but no more than about seven years old and the monks are very sadistic. He's punished repeatedly for any number of minor and inconsequential infractions.Aaron is a minister in present day Midwest America who takes a short sabbatical after he has a fainting episode while experiencing the marks of the stigmata immediately preceding a sermon that he's supposed to deliver about Faith Unending, a concept with which he's struggling himself.Lucian is a severely autistic child in the present day who's found homeless and taken to a mental health center after a fire in an abandoned building in which he's sleeping. He's horribly scarred and disfigured and bears a striking resemblance to Bowen and Aaron. He takes a liking of a sort to Aaron, who has eyes of the same amethyst color as his. He also bears a mark on his chest which looks like a brand and is the mark of the Celtic war god Rudianos.

About the Author

Good God, you guys want to know MORE about me?  Okay, fine then.  Here goes.  My husband has longish brown hair and pretty hazel eyes.  Ooohhhh, wait.  That had nothing to do with me, did it?  You two can blame yourselves for this bio because you really got me onto having to think about the least related answer while tying it all together.  Heaven's to Betsy, do you know what you've done?  On the upside, I've never laughed so hard putting a bio together and haven't had so much fun with an interview...Ever. Should I get more serious now?  Nah!  Here's the 411 on the Head Wingnut in Charge...Or at least I am in my head.  I'm an awesome writer and I buy in bulk whenever possible because the dozens of kids that I have eat a LOT!  Okay, so that was a bit of an exaggeration but they seem like dozens when they all get going.  Can I get an "Amen?"  And why does it seem like all of them like to get an ornery attitude at the exact same time? Do they synchronize their watches and plan this stuff ahead of time?  One of my favorite colors is that orangey yellow of the school bus even though it's a horrible eye sore. Okay, now that you all know I'm a writer with a husband and children, I could let you know that I like to drink Guinness stout and I got mad when they took the widget out of the bottle.  You know, that little plastic thingy that made noise when you were getting the stuff that looks like coffee grounds (Mmmm...coffee) out of the bottom of your beer bottle.  I think people decided that the widget took up too much space that could've been better used for more beer.  Not that I don't understand, I guess I just like crunchy beer or something like that. I like to chew that last swallow of my stout.  I'm going to stop this bio before it gets any more idiotic.

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