Inexplicable psychosis consumes a small town of isolationists, carving out a body-littered, blood-splattered journey into madness. Seep, a gruesome reminder of the fatal nature of life. ... Spring, 1927. Without warning, without reason, insanity descends like a cloud of locusts on a small town in the American Southwest. Neighbor turns upon neighbor and family members on one another. The few who are not afflicted battle for their lives as the stain of madness spreads unchecked. Soon, bodies litter the dusty streets and the small town burns. Salvation, it would seem, is only for the dead....

Tweed is the ultimate slacker. He has zilch in the way of plans. But he's about to learn how fast zero can go negative. High school's out, summer's afoot, and Tweed's content to do the usual...hang-out with friends, drink beer, get stoned, and steady bomb the neighborhood with graffiti. Yeah, he's got nothing much else in the works and that's just the way he likes it. That lasts about half a day. Soon enough Tweed is upside down and in over his head. He's falling for Chloe, his best friend's girl. Hot though she may be, that one has a few issues of her own. And then there's some gang-bangers...

A family and community become swept-up in a tempest of violence and tragedy. After John Sayre starts slipping off at odd hours from the family farm, his wife Frances begins to suspect that he's joined a newly-revived chapter of the Ku Klux Klan. By the time their young son discovers the corpse of a lynched black man along the side of a nearby dirt road, Frances Sayre has had enough. But John hasn't joined the ranks of the murderous KKK as his wife fears. Just the same, John's secret has the potential to destroy their marriage, if not so much more. What comes to pass over those heated days of...

Murder, sex, magic, and ancient Rome. A serial killer preys upon those who are truly the most dangerous game...the gladiators. As the killer collects macabre trophies, it falls to the Prefect of the Night Watch to end the madness. But this is Rome, where blood spills like wine, and dreams...they are all too often nightmares.

When Conner Connley was six years old he killed a man...or so he was made to believe. From that lie is born a lonely life of homeless drifting and hardship on the road. A story at turns heartbreaking and humorous, bleak and then blooming with life, love, and hope. The Crooked Man's Mile. One man's epic journey to learn the truth...and discover himself.