Ahab's Adventures In Wonderland Now On Sale

I'm very happy to announce that my mash-up novel, Ahab's Adventures In Wonderland is now available, exclusively at Amazon. As part of the debut, for a limited time, it will be available for $3.99.

Here's the description:

Captain Ahab, legendary farmer, loses his leg after an encounter with Moby Dick, the infamous white rabbit who has been terrorizing farms all across Massachusetts. Hellbent on revenge, he vows to hunt the rabbit wherever it may lead. With his crew in tow, he plunges down the rabbit hole and finds himself in the amazing world of Wonderland, where caucus races, mad tea parties, and croquet with the queen await.

A mashup of Moby Dick and Alice in Wonderland, Ahab's Adventures In Wonderland is an absurdist look at two legendary classics. You'll never view Wonderland the same again. With cover design and illustrations by Katie Morton.

I'm really excited about the novel, and I hope you'll take the time to check it out. Fans of Alice in Wonderland and Moby Dick will be especially pleased.

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Heretics

The tribunal accounted heresy as the gravest of capital crimes. The methods of sentence varied according to whim, but whether by fire or crucifixion, their death would be painful.

Bartholomew and George faced their accusers girded by an equal mixture of fear and antipathy. The cowards did not even have the courtesy to face them, but hid behind a poster of black cloth.

"Do you wish to recant?" Only the worst offenders were given such an opportunity.

Bartholomew refused. "I will die first."

And so he did. Gruesomely.

"And you, George, do you wish to recant?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

Moby Dick; Or, The Rabbit

Some said we merely followed orders. Others, the whims of a madman. I knew we chased a ghost.

We followed down the hole, and past that infernal tea party. We would circle around perdition's flames before he would give him up.

It was Ahab's singular obsession. To forever pursue the white rabbit that had trespassed onto his vegetable patch one autumn night so many years ago.

We heard him rant from the back of our carriage deep into the night.

"From hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee. Ye damned rabbit."