Thirty years recruiting secret agents. Twenty-five with the same cover. Now it’s time for one old baker to smuggle himself out of trouble.
Greuder owns a small pastry shop in Scar Harbor, but his true employer is the Mad Tinker, Cadmus Errol, owner of the largest private company in the world. Errol Company doesn’t just build the impossible, they do the impossible. With access to knowledge from another world, they exploit the technological gap to bring advanced machinery and science into Tellurak. Those who can see that other world are rare and valuable, and a select few of these twinborn are specialists in finding and recruiting others of their kind.
Greuder has served longer than any of the others, baiting his shop with recipes from the world of Korr, and seeing whose memories they awaken. Now though, his operation is unraveling and he must rely on the agents he helped recruit to smuggle one last twinborn to safety: himself.
I am a creator of worlds and a destroyer of words. As a fantasy writer, my works range from traditional epics to futuristic fantasy with starships. I have worked as an unpaid Little League pitcher, a cashier, a student library aide, a factory grunt, a cubicle drone, and an engineer--there is some overlap in the last two.
Through it all, though, I was always a storyteller. Eventually I started writing books based on the stray stories in my head, and people kept telling me to write more of them. Now, that's all I do for a living.
I enjoy strategy, worldbuilding, and the fantasy author's privilege to make up words. I am a gamer, a joker, and a thinker of sideways thoughts. But I don't dance, can't sing, and my best artistic efforts fall short of your average notebook doodle. When you read my books, you are seeing me at my best.
My ultimate goal is to be both clever and right at the same time. I have it on good authority that I have yet to achieve it.