Stalking the medieval corridors and halls of the castles in Germany and the Czech republic, visions of brave knights and lord and ladies feasting in their halls cemented themselves in my mind. There was only one choice left to me, to write my own Fantasy stories. A passion fueled by the books that I read growing up from authors such as David Eddings, Raymond E Feist, Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman.
What is the greatest joy of writing for you?
Each and every time I receive a message, email or post from somebody who has read a passage or chapter in my book and is outraged at what a character has done, or amazed at an event that has occurred, I remember why I choose to write. There can be no greater feeling to a writer than to know that your work has sparked an emotional reaction from a reader.
Describe your desk
As I answer this question I am typing at a cluttered desk containing a reference book on castles, a pile of trading cards, a picture of myself with William Shatner at Oz-Comicon, and a pile of notes from my current work in progress. To my right towers a wall of books which I have collected over my lifetime and on the wall behind my screen hang maps I have drawn, maps I have purchased and posters from my favorite TV shows.
The final installment of the Valerious Chronicles sees the fate of Kovi decided.
The Shrine is destroyed. Yet, Christill’s quest is not at an end. He must now find a way back to Feldom, and quickly. Kahnustus is hunting and soon he will find the last of the guardian gods. For even they may not be powerful enough to protect Kovi.
Imprisoned. Christill now faces the wrath of his King and Council. They will demand his blood, but his destiny is yet to be fulfilled. He must uncover the terrible source of the Tyrant King’s power if the world is to be saved. The guardian gods have given him strength, however, he will be forced to travel to the most dangerous part of Kovi, hunted by those he is fighting to save.
In mere moments they will arrive. His neck is strapped to the altar. His hands and feet chained. The villagers can only watch on in fear as the devils draw closer. Even if he wanted to scream for help, he couldn't. But his haunted fate has led him to this moment. He just doesn't know it.
The darkness is drawing near. For centuries the Alliance has kept their enemies at bay. But the rise of a tyrant in the East has set in motion events few could have foreseen. Strange creatures stalk the shadows and the laws of magic are being sundered. Brothers Christill and Thibalt will learn that their childhood woes are insignificant. Their part in this struggle will shape the fate of all.