New books this month.

God Walks

One of the last stories I am writing has been released on Amazon and Draft2Digital. I doubt I will be writing after this month as last year was so hard on me for sales of my e-books; I didn’t earn even $1 a month, and I haven’t had a payment from Draft2Digital for sales since March.


A children’s story for Christmas.


Cuddles and Clyde were sitting in the front room of their house, enjoying a coffee laced with whiskey, when Cuddles turned to his friend and said, “Do you recall the first Christmas Mass we went to?”
Clyde smiled and replied, “Remember? How could I forget that wonderful evening? The service turned my life around, at the time I was living on the street and drinking a bottle or two a day; I would not have lasted out that year before we came into my life, and showed me there is hope. There was a feeling of warmth at the service that I’d never experienced before; people who I didn’t know were willing to talk to me, a worthless drunk living on the street as if I was an old friend. I had to admit at the time; I was a hardened critic of religion, life had kicked me down so often, all I wanted to see the end of my days. To say that night changed my life is an understatement beyond measure.”
“I saw an excellent bear in pain, Clyde, you had been a friend to many, but few were there for you when you needed a friend, and you turned to the only thing you thought you could rely on, the bottle. I could see you were trying to deaden the pain of loss, and failing; I didn’t know what the pain was, but I felt I could at least try to help ease it for you by showing that someone cared for you. I am pleased that my act of kindness helped you see the light of day and changed your life to the good; the news on the street is you have a new story coming out next year.”
“Yes, I do, it is the story  is called “God walks these dark hills,” the story is about a man who finds the Lord of his life when he thinks he has lost all hope and direction in his life.”


Death of a Newshound


The story behind the cover of this e-book relates to a time five years ago, when I almost died in my sleep through a combination of sleepless nights and exhaustion.
However, as the year comes to its close, the title could also relate to the end of my decade as a writer.

What next?


The more I read about Christianity in the modern world, the dismayed I become about religion.
The latest debacle is a Cathedral in the UK has installed a giant slide to raise the subject of Christianity and talk about those who slide in the downward spiral.

What next, a shooting gallery to shoot down skeptics and those who criticize Christianity?

I am no Biblical scholar, but there is a passage in the scriptures where the Jesus turned the merchants out of the house of his father; I don’t think he’d approve of all the gimmickry the church use today.

Free stories to read.


On my webpage the reading room there are many short stories to read.

Many of these stories are over 20 pages long and unfinished, some are coming to the point of where I see this part of the story ending while others could go on for a long time if there were readers.

The darker side of Alan.

Spirit charmer

It is said by many people – I include myself in the group – it’s better to come second and know you did your best than to win by cheating, but is it?

By playing by the rules, I lost the opportunity for two contracts as a writer; I lost money as a ghostwriter because Asians kept undercutting my bids to the point they would pay to get the job.

I have been sinned against, and wondered do the sinners pay for their crimes?

I could have earned lots of money writing fake reviews, but I didn’t because I thought the work would harm my rep as a writer; now, I wouldn’t miss a heartbeat in accepting the jobs as I have no rep to lose. Ironically, one of the people who asked me was a San Diego lawyer.

After a decade struggling to make some headway to earn an honest rep as a writer, I decided it was pointless. Years ago, on a German site, I was on, I got praised for helping young writers get on, these days, I have two words for anyone thinking of writing – FORGET IT. Unless you have the money to get a degree (any will do) and to fund your promotion you have less chance of getting noticed than a snowflake in a whiteout.

This news may, or may not, surprise you, but I am considering writing some stories that are not Christian. The reason for the change is an article I read on a blog by Premier Christianity magazine last night that pointed out how much being a pastor makes. 

The article got me thinking that as I am an excellent writer, I should be able to earn more writing about the sexual pleasures of life than life as a Christian.  The article raised the question in my mind, how much could I earn if I wrote about the sins of the flesh rather than struggle to sell stories about the Christian life.

If the news concerns you, remember one thing above all else; I am a struggling writer.

I may start to preach about Satan.


I read an article last night on the Premier Christianity blog that showed how out of touch I am with religion.
A pastor in America gave his wife a Lamborghini for an anniversary gift, and there was I thinking the work is about the word of God.
I realize in this age, the vicar on the bicycle image is history, but Lamborghinis as a gift, who says working for the Lord is humbling?

The article did raise one question for me – if a man of Christ can make that much, how much can you earn preaching the Gospel of Satan?