has gone live on Amazon.  I hope you’ll check it out!

Hank Schatz

When I decided it was time for me to get out of the Army to begin making my way back to my humanity and beyond the pain that leeched into my soul over time, I had no idea what I would do with my life.  I’d been the property of Uncle Sam for fifteen years, and I’d been an Army Ranger for ten, a member of a distinguished group of brothers-in-arms who would give their lives for their country and each other, too many of whom already lost in the fight.  The term, “war is hell,” wasn’t coined for no reason, and I’d had enough hell to last me a lifetime.

It was time to go home and get to know my family again, especially my little sister, Jewel.  She was the light in our family and much younger than me.  I wanted to spend time with her and learn for myself all the wonderful things she brought to our family, and I hoped her gentle spirit could help me fight the demons that accosted me when I least expected it.

I also had another mission…to tell my family the secret I’d been hiding from them for too many years…the secret that had nothing to do with my career as an Army Ranger.  It was time I began living my truth, but how to start?  That was a question I couldn’t answer until I went to my sister’s Christmas program and met my sister’s teacher.  He was one who made me want to find the answers.  I didn’t want to be lonely anymore.

Reed Bayless

I had more than a few issues to work through when I moved to a small town in Central Missouri to work as a Special Education teacher at Carver Middle School.  The kids were amazing, and their parents were supportive, unlike my last school where the parents believed their expensive tuition relieved them of their obligation to actually participate in their children’s education.

I had embraced my new job and my sweet students easily, but the Christmas Eve service at the local Lutheran church found me wanting to embrace the brother of one of my most precious pupils, Jewel.

Her brother was a handsome man, but there was a sadness about him that made me want to hold him in my arms until his hurts healed.  Of course, he was an Army Ranger, the toughest of the tough and the straightest of the straight.  The odd friendship that grew between us made me want more from the man because I was tired of being alone.  Add in a comfort dog named Cosmo, and I was in over my head before I even knew what happened.  The Ranger had me wanting things that weren’t possible…or were they?

Please Note: This book contains material which may be offensive to some readers.  It includes graphic language and/or adult situations and descriptions of sexual activity between two, consenting adult males.  This fictional story is intended for adults over 18, is approximately 140,000 words in length, and doesn’t end with a cliffhanger.  It is part of a new series of stories entitled, “The Lonely Heroes Series.”  Each book can be read alone or as part of the series.  I hope you enjoy them.

It’s been a while…

since I’ve touched base with you, but I’m happy to finally have a new story.  It’s about an Army Ranger who returns home to his small town to get reacquainted with his parents, brother, and his little sister, Jewel.  She’s the love of his life…that is until he meets her teacher…  I hope you’ll check it out.

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November 11 was my birthday, and I…

want to thank friends who wished me well.  As I’ve aged, I’ve come to decide Fall isn’t my favorite time of year because it’s my birthday.  It’s a time where we recognize there are a lot of reasons to be thankful.  If you’re a farmer, it’s a time to be thankful for a harvest.  If you’re a nature lover, it’s a time to be thankful for the lovely display Mother Nature offers us.  If you’re an American, it’s time to be thankful for those who protect our liberties, and I’m talking about soldiers.  Thank you for your service.

Sometimes, it is darkest before the dawn, as was famously quoted before I was even born, but when things seem like they’re out of control in the world, where can we turn for security?  I hope for our better angels to guide those in charge, but if that doesn’t work?  I’m wondering where the nearest bunker is because I don’t have one of my own.

I ask all (one) of you who follow me to put out as much positive energy as possible.  I believe we are in deep need of a hero, and it’s not anyone who is elected to office.

May we all…



Forgiveness is a Virtue…

is now available on Amazon, but I’ve also embarked on print books this time.  You can purchase a paperback copy of three of my latest stories, and I hope to sell at least one, so come on, friends!  I’m just kidding, but I hope you’ll read the latest story from my demented mind.  I appreciate every one of you.  Have a great weekend, friends.  Cheers!


Coming soon…

Lover.  Cheated. Heartbroken. Humiliated. Bitter.  Thornton Marsh had experienced all of those emotions in rapid fire after the man he loved betrayed him, in their home, on their bed, on his parents’ wedding quilt.

He learned to live his life with all of those emotions buried deep, and he moved on.  He became successful, made friends, and never allowed himself to become emotionally attached to another person who could destroy his mangled heart once and for all.  It worked perfectly until one day when it didn’t.

Lover.  Cheater.  Destroyer.  Alcoholic.  Recovering.  Kennedy Catrelle had lived with labels he received based on one horrible decision.  He never had the opportunity to try to offer an explanation for his actions, but then again, when he ripped apart the world he was building with the man he loved, what was there really left to say?

He learned to live his life with the assistance of people who cared about him, but they never made him feel he was worth their love.  He accepted the responsibilities associated with his actions, and for the sake of an unexpected angel, he got to a better place in his life.  It worked perfectly until a manuscript for a new novel found its way to his desk.

Forgiveness.  Two men are looking for how to give it and how to earn it.  When they meet again, is there another chance for them?  Forgiveness is one of the seven virtues, but in their broken states, are they able to find it?


I hope you’ll check it out!  Cheers!

Love and prayers…

go out to those in Las Vegas and around the country who lost loved ones or were wounded in the horrific attack on our fellow citizens who were enjoying a concert and celebrating life.  We can’t allow the bullies of the world to prevail.

The past several weeks have been filled with tragedy.  I’m sending all of you as many happy thoughts as I can muster.

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