A genealogical fantasy about pirates, plunder, and love. There was a family story about a pirate ancestor. Chuck figured it was a tall tale. At the same time, desperation and vague hope kept him going. Unlikely clues led him around the country. He got visions of what his ancestors did and thought. That brought a promise of wealth and love. It also brought the knowledge that the visions could kill him. What is his legacy?More info →
The End Isn't Coming -- It's Here. Solar flares knocked out satellites, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and tsunamis destroyed entire regions. Mankind helped it along with limited nuclear warfare in Asia, Mexican drug cartels invading the American Southwest, and a terrorist nuke taking out New York City. No electricity and no gas, Lyle and his wife are largely self-sufficient, living on a small ranch in Nebraska. They still need some supplies, and the only solution is to ride a half-trained stallion fifteen miles to town. He discovers cannibals between his ranch and town. Soon after, he finds the cannibals are the least of his problems.More info →
It felt like a mob scene than a gathering of bereaved relatives at the reading of Grandma Charlotte's will. Who was the chosen one? What was the reward for suffering through the required ‘visit’ with Grandma Charlotte?
She would drop any no-show from her will. The gold and jewels hidden in her spooky old house was common knowledge, so everybody went. To have that visit was to know she could read minds, and must be a witch.
Between his psychic grandmother and gold-digging relatives, the main family relationship Frank knew was to be as distant as possible. There was also a secret he was sworn to keep. Frank was her only heir. Not even his parents knew that until the lawyer read the will. The only visible thing he inherited was a decrepit Victorian house. He found no gold or jewels. The only things locked away weren’t treasures. They were home-canned jars of tomatoes from 1942.
Frank’s real inheritance appeared when his dead grandmother spoke to him in visions. His dream grandmother warned him those very visions could overwhelm and kill him. That meant his fortune was composed of life-sucking visions, capped with the hatred of his treasure-seeking relatives.
He found a way to control his visions in an ancient file with his name on it, written a century before he was born. Frank’s salvation, in the file’s archaic phrase, was to woo and win a specific girl, named Madeleine. He had no idea who that could be or how to find her.
She found him. His gold-digging relatives hired her law firm to grab the old house. She showed up, law suit in hand, already convinced Frank represented everything she knew to be vile and nasty.
Romance was out of the question. Frank’s life could end soon, and in a most unpleasant fashion unless he learned how to keep his focus.
The apocalypse was man-made, so it didn’t get everyone. Survivors in rural Harlan County, Nebraska, found the Old West was new again. Horses and horsepower were once again identical.
Since Mark managed the only horse ranch, his prospects looked good. Still, life was a long way from perfect. They just repelled an attack by the terrorists who spread the doomsday weapon around the world. Mark and his buddy, Josh, were experienced soldiers, and knew they would lead the expedition to end the terrorist threat.
As they waited for the call to action, Deputy Vince contacted Mark, wanting him to look at recent bicycle tracks. The only other known survivors were the terrorists sworn to kill everyone in Harlan. None of them rode bikes. Was this yet another group? Were they friends or enemies? Why did they try to hide?
Then there were the challenges Mark faced in himself. He was far more clever than smart, typically heading for the horizon when his brain storms turned the ground he stood on into mud.More info →
Summer ended with a thud. Winter was far worse than any ever seen. Harlan resembled Siberia or Antarctica more than Nebraska. The six hundred barely survived a perfect storm of catastrophes which nearly wiped out humanity. Now came frigid temperatures and piles of snow, leaving them desperately hanging on to their lives and sanity.
Deputy Vince, the last lawman, discovered a woman hidden by families in Ragan. Vince knew everyone in Harlan, but not her. The only other survivors were terrorists sworn to kill everyone in Harlan. Who was she? It was a problem Vince had to solve quickly.
Rick was the only computer programmer alive. His talent with computers was useless without electricity. He didn’t fit in. Both the county tycoon and the manager of the only ranch hated him. The local girls ignored him.
The weather and circumstances were insane. Would anybody survive until Spring? Would they all go crazy first?More info →