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Praise

"...You didn't sugar coat it, nor did you give any easy or cliche answers... I can sense the struggle and that to me is the true meaning of faith... By the end, my faith was challenged and strengthened... This book is worth the read."

– Pastor Marco DeBarros, author of Untangling Jesus from religion, NLSC

“This is a HEAVY read that will make you think… one of the central themes is seeing the difference between being healed versus being consumed.”

– Kindle Customer

“The book constantly makes you question whether what’s happening is a miracle, manipulation, or something much worse.”

– Samantha F, Amazon Review

Blog

The Bible Isn’t Sanitized. Why Should Christian Fiction Be? I’m staring at

I’m staring at a Canva draft right now.

It’s for a promotional graphic.

The colors are too bright.

The font is too cheerful.

It feels… wrong.

It feels like the way we often talk about faith in public.

Like a filter.

Like a layer of varnish over a piece of wood that’s actually rotting underneath.

I’m a debut author. I just put Elias Wynn: The Witness out into the world.

And I am terrified.

I am terrified because I didn't write a "safe" book.

I didn't write a book where the clouds part in chapter three...

Writing is a strange business.

One day you are wrestling with the weight of the universe, trying to pin down the exact texture of a character’s grief.

The next day, you are an admin assistant for your own imagination.

You’re checking spreadsheets. You’re formatting Kindle files. You’re staring at Canva drafts, wondering if the font is "serious" enough for a story about spiritual warfare and trauma.

It’s an odd contrast.

But the weight remains. Especially when you write about the hard things....

Three Weeks After Release: What It Feels Like to Let the Book Leave Your

It has been about three weeks since Elias Wynn: The Witness released on May 11.

Which is strange to write, because for so long this book only existed in my head, my laptop, my notes, my edits, my Canva drafts, my overthinking, and the occasional moment where I stared at the screen wondering if I had lost my mind.

Now it is outside of me.

People can read it. People can judge it. People can misunderstand it. People can connect with it. People can close the book and carry something from it that I...