A former army medic, EOD specialist, police chief, auctioneer, furniture restorer, and antiques dealer, I clearly can't hold a job. But I love to write – about anything.
When not at the keyboard, shoveling snow or mowing our 5 acres outside Freeport, IL, I'm trying to explain to my wife that the SOAP channel and the Game network aren't the only channels on TV.
I love love. That first touch of skin, the first kiss, the moment two lovers shed their inhibitions and their clothing. Add a hint of danger, a threat neither lover has the power to control, a dark reality that causes the hero/heroine/hero/heroine to reach beyond who they are and find a vein of strength he or she never knew existed, and I'm there.
I'm a devoted storyteller. Be it a comedy, mystery, thriller, or horror tale, I'm always busy working on a story. Some days I start at sunrise. Other days I stop at sunrise. The bottom line for me is, I have to write. It's who I am, what I do. I have to chase that dream.
What dream you ask? The one where a reader finishes one of my books and says, "Now that was a great story."
When not at the keyboard, shoveling snow or mowing our 5 acres outside Freeport, IL, I'm trying to explain to my wife that the SOAP channel and the Game network aren't the only channels on TV.
I love love. That first touch of skin, the first kiss, the moment two lovers shed their inhibitions and their clothing. Add a hint of danger, a threat neither lover has the power to control, a dark reality that causes the hero/heroine/hero/heroine to reach beyond who they are and find a vein of strength he or she never knew existed, and I'm there.
I'm a devoted storyteller. Be it a comedy, mystery, thriller, or horror tale, I'm always busy working on a story. Some days I start at sunrise. Other days I stop at sunrise. The bottom line for me is, I have to write. It's who I am, what I do. I have to chase that dream.
What dream you ask? The one where a reader finishes one of my books and says, "Now that was a great story."
The woman closest to the camera is my mother Mary Elizabeth Anderson Kentner. I'm there too, I just wasn't born yet.
The photo was taken in an apartment owned by my grandmother Elsie Tripp on Third St, Savanna, IL, which is also the community I based my fictional river town of "Whistle Pass" on.
