Let’s see… where should I begin? Oh, I know!!! Perhaps, with a peek into my childhood.
I remember the first time I killed a man. I was twelve. It was spring. The rain pelted the window outside the room. Its rhythm almost hypnotic, but I couldn’t let it distract me from the task at hand. It may have trapped me in the house, but I be damned if it was rob me of an escape. I knelt beside the bed, but leaned further in as I looked him over again. I made up my mind: He had to die. I steadied the sheet with my left hand. The other was poised, ready for action. I steeled my nerves, brought my hand down, pen met the sheet of paper, and the rest is history.
What? You didn’t actually think I would come in here and tell you that I really killed someone when I was twelve, did you?
I was born in Dover, Delaware in 1971, but I’ve traveled extensively. Some of my adventures around the world have been in service to my country. Others have been in service to my family, but most have been in service to my heart.
I graduated from Peach County, Georgia before joining the Army during Operation Desert Shield. I served with honor, pride and a whole lot of spent shell casings. I attended college at Oklahoma State University and eventually received a BS in EET.
I now reside just north of Tulsa, Oklahoma with my loving wife and our rambunctious son. We are an active family and I spend much of my free time wakeboarding, hiking, practicing mixed martial arts, riding motorcycles, geocaching and taking road trips.
And of course, I’m avid reader. I try to make time to devour at least one book a week, but I’m most pleased when I can get three or four in. I’m currently reading The Tomb by F. Paul Wilson. So far, Repairman Jack is shaping up to be one helluva character.
I’m also a music geek. I have fairly eclectic tastes, but my favorite genre would probably be alternative or indie rock. I listen to music while I write, read, play and just about anything else short of watching movies. I believe that life should come with a soundtrack.
I write romantic horror/suspense/thrillers (pick your favorite) for Resplendence Publishing.
I wrote The Dance, which recently came out in print. Here is the cover:
You can click on the link to read the official blurb, but I thought it might be fun to give you my interpretation of what the book is about.
The Dance is really two stories wrapped up in one. On the one hand, it’s the story of a broken hero. We catch him near the end of his downward spiral, see him hit rock bottom and rise from the ashes as a better man. He and his partner Anna will constantly have their sanity tested as they pursue what they think is just a sadistic killer.
On the other, it’s the story of how far a man is willing to go to prove his love for a woman. Unremarkable, in itself, but when you take in account that the man is a serial killer and the woman a lusty demon, well…you can imagine how he goes about proving that love.
Take a journey into the mind of a serial killer as you watch Kyle transform from a murderer, wrestling with his demons into a supernatural predator who embraces them.
When the two stories collide that’s when the fun really begins.
I just received the cover art for my next release, Pixels and Pain. I love it so much, I just couldn’t help but share.
Johnny Walker is a FBI agent in need of answers. His sister was murdered a year ago and the police still don’t have a suspect.
Mary Marshall founded a watchdog group to rid the world of online predators after her sister fell victim to a charismatic stranger she met on the popular website, HiyaSpace.
The similarities of their losses bring the two together and hurl them down a path wrought with peril, betrayal and unimaginable suffering at the hands of a madman whose unspeakable deeds threaten to destroy them all.
Will they be able to put an end to his reign of terror? Or will they be forever lost in a maniac’s world of Pixels and Pain?
I also have an e-book out with Wild Child Publishing called The Writing on the Wall.
A chance encounter in a bar plunges Dennis O’Brien into an adventure wrought with death, love, and the fragility of the human mind. When he realizes he’s had a brush with a killer, things take a turn for the worse. Not only is Dennis unable to stop the madman, but he finds himself the chief suspect in the murder investigation. Following a trail of bodies and revolting clues, Dennis uncovers the true motive behind the slayings. Yes, killers kill, but nothing is more shocking than the reason why. He should have seen it coming, shouldn’t have become involved. After all, the writing was on the wall…
Well, it seems that I’ve gone and turned this into “Pimp James’ Work Day”. I can assure you this will be the exception rather than the norm.
Now, I’d like to turn it over to you fine readers for questions. Is there anything you would like to know?