People frequently ask me where I get my ideas from. For me, it started when I was very young. I remember one of the first stories I wrote was about a rat named Ben. A bionic rat. I was so excited that I left the two-page story on the kitchen table one night for my mom to read when she got home. I can still picture the loving, encouraging note she wrote for me. Being a wonderful mother, she told me how impressed she was with the story and how perhaps I would be an author one day.

A few times in our lives a single day redefines everything. Mine was a day this past summer when I was involved in a serious motor vehicle accident.

After some time in the hospital, seven broken ribs, and a broken ankle and shoulder, life has been redefined. Believe it or not, I rarely took much for granted before, but now I have an even deeper appreciation for my wife, my family, and almost everyone around me.

It’s taken four months to recover, which sometimes felt like a lifetime.  And through it all, I’ve become acutely aware of just how much of our daily lives we take for granted: even small feats like getting out of a chair, or fetching your own glass of water.  In fact, just being able to walk again occasionally fills me with such gratitude that I have to stop and absorb it.

The long awaited sequel to Breakthrough is now out, and I think you’re going to like it!  The book continues and expands upon the Breakthrough story line.  And like the first book, you’ll never ...

A lot of people seem to be enjoying my first two books, which is really great.  But I have to admit, a benefit of writing that I hadn’t anticipated, was all the incredible people I’ve met along t...

Something bad tends to happen when you write a book, at least to me.  I write part time in the evenings after my girls go to bed, which means I usually get in between 2 and 3 hours before realizing t...