In honor of Fathers Day, I'd like to say thanks dad, for giving endless advice on writing, on life, on love, and on how to look awesome while using a straw.

Needless to say Ted Dekker, having you as a father makes me cooler.
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I’m peacefully inhabiting my home, when out of nowhere... BAM, I get bit by a spider. It's just prancing across my hardwood, and it sinks its tiny teeth into my foot. A slight pinch in between my toes.

Moments of sheer panic and cursed screaming ensue. “Now you must die,” I say (out loud), “For you have threatened me in my own castle, and there can be no mercy for such treachery!”

Then a thought drops into the back of my mind. It sizzles there, quickens my heartbeat, tingles over my skin, warms my forehead, thrills my imagination. And I feel it, the strength, the speed, the heightened awareness of everything around me. And the thought overpowers all else.

“Holy crap… the transition has begun. I’m becoming spiderman.”

Novelist by day, crime fighter by night. All I’ve ever wanted, and… I look really good in red.

So basically my Friday is killin’ it. How about you?
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