An Adult Urban Fantasy
set in a grim dystopian future.
Now Serializing on Royalroad and Wattpad
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Hunt for the Maji: The Blue Guitar
is FREE to read online, and I hope you
do. But like every writer, I dream of leaving the nine-to-five grind and putting all my energy into writing. If you would like to support me, the e-book is available on Amazon for 99 cents, of which I get 35 cents.


The Viking carried the guitar through the darkness of the subway tunnel. He stopped to listen in a shadow between the dim red-orange LEDs that illuminated the length of the narrow maintenance path.

He brought the bottle to his lips and let the wine unfurl its ribbon over his tongue and through his teeth. He closed his eyes and could smell and taste the sweet oats they used to keep in a bag on the tack shed floor for the horse, the plum fruit of her nape, the crisp pine needle crushed between finger and thumb and inhaled up a nostril, and a dark chocolate finish.

“Back, all!” shouted the Black Scorpion. He approached Nawt. “Let me take you away from here, little brother.” The boy was wide-eyed with fear. “Where can I take you?” Nawt pointed out into the darkness beyond the city to the distant hills. “Come, little brother. It’s me. How many times have I lifted you?” “I will miss it,” said the boy. “I am afraid.” “Come here. Don’t bite me.” He gathered the boy in his arms, and with a graceful flap of his wings, he was aloft and flying into the night.

The Viking carried the guitar through the darkness of the subway tunnel. He stopped to listen in a shadow between the dim red-orange LEDs that illuminated the length of the narrow maintenance path.