Montana author of The Elementalists — a YA fantasy series that began as a third-grade homework assignment co-written with my oldest — and Stone of Amun-Ra, a modern urban-fantasy thriller with ancient secrets, supernatural luck, and more than a few explosions. By day I lead software design teams. By night I wrangle plots, banter, and magic.
My oldest came home with a blank worksheet titled "Write a Story," and instead of dreading it, they said, "I have an idea for a great story. Want to write it with me, Dad?" One idea led to another, and before long, we were building worlds, crafting characters, and drawing maps. That moment became The Elementalists.
I'd been telling my kids bedtime stories for years. Blue said, "Dad, we should make this into a real book." A little while later they handed me this page.
It read: "A strange creature attacks Amber's village and burns one of the fields. Amber bravely goes on a quest to find the creature and learn how to stop it. But the journey turns out to be far more important than she ever imagined."
I've written a lot of things in my life. Nothing has ever hit me quite like that paragraph.
Blue and I wrote The Elementalists together for the first three books. We debated plot twists like philosophers. We invented brand-new spells. We laughed our way through world-ending scenarios. My brother Sam joined us to help shape the rules of magic. My younger kid Joshua brought a different spark — and a teenage appetite for danger — to book four.
The co-authored credit on books one through three isn't a marketing flourish. Blue genuinely built that world with me. When they eventually told me, at fourteen, that they'd moved on to other things, I had to figure out how to keep the story alive without them. I did it the only way I know: I kept showing up to the page.
There's nothing quite like finally having half a dozen heavy boxes show up at your doorstep, filled with books you've written.
It was almost 8 p.m. The dog started barking. Blue, who'd been waiting all day, dashed to the front door and started jumping up and down. "They're here!" They ran up the stairs to grab my sleeve. "They're here, Dad!"
We hauled the boxes up to the dining-room table. We put on a Vetiver album. We practiced our signatures — Blue hated theirs — and we said a small blessing over every book we signed, for whoever would eventually hold it. It's one of my favorite memories of the whole decade.
Writing with my kids changed everything. It reminded me that storytelling isn't about following a formula — it's about connection. About laughing out loud. About getting goosebumps when a twist lands just right.
We published Phoenix Rising in summer 2020. Bookstores were closed. Schools were closed. The only parade we were allowed to throw was a signing table on the patio, under a red umbrella, with neighbors showing up in masks and asking if we had extras.
We sold out of every copy we'd ordered inside of two events. Crodor the Ancient followed a year later, then Secret of the Kraken, then The Twelfth Scepter to close out the arc. The local paper ran a feature under the headline "Just keep writing." That's exactly what we did.
I love getting into the thick of it — struggling over how to make a scene come alive. It doesn't happen on the first try every time. Sometimes it takes a few runs at it. But eventually, every line, I can sit back and think, yes, this is what needed to be written.
I write heroes because I want to remind myself, and my kids, and whoever picks up the book, that we get to choose the kind of story we're in the middle of. The weather is out of our hands. What we do inside the weather — that part is ours.
Things my readers ask about most: the family, the weather, the "why-is-there-a-canoe-in-your-yard" stories. Here's a handful.
After finishing The Twelfth Scepter, I returned to the page with a thrilling new voice. Still fantasy — but with a modern twist: ancient secrets buried in alleyways, supernatural luck, found family, and more than a few explosions.
It's a PG-13 adult thriller. It's funny. It's mysterious. The narrator has luck as his special power, and learning to write that honestly — not Mr. Magoo, not deus-ex-machina, but real magical luck — was one of the most challenging things I've ever done. Seven full drafts to get it right.
Some of the characters are misfits. Some are reluctant heroes. All of them carry a spark of that first co-written dragon. Book one is The Unbearable Luck of Being Mitzy. Book two, Wrath of the Raven and Other Inconveniences, releases alongside it. Book three, coming in 2027, has the world on the line.
A four-book epic fantasy adventure co-written with my oldest, Blue. Dragons, prophecies, and a team of kids who figure out that courage is something you choose, not something you're born with.
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