Vincent Cordell, college student, schizophrenic, doesn’t want to be crazy. He just wants to lead a normal life, something his condition has never let him have. Whispering voices, bleeding walls...getting a degree in electrical engineering is hard enough without worrying about falling into the abyss of his own madness. But one dark night, the abyss pulls him in.

A supernatural entity strikes, and a simple car accident becomes anything but as Vincent finds himself thrust into a majestic, alien world where grass is tinged red, where dragons stand on two legs, and live and die like men. And, thanks to a painful, impossible transformation, he is now one of them, stuck in a body he doesn't even know how to use.

An ancient evil stirs. Strange storms leave terrors in their wake. The natives of this world think Vincent is a figure from the pages of their lore, that he has the power to save them. But he doesn't want anything to do with them or their myths. Both represent everything he detests about his condition. Dragons and prophecies are the manifestations of a broken mind...aren't they?
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f I were to describe A Chronicle of Lies in a single sentence, I would describe it as Thomas Covenant meets The Dark Crystal and Neverending Story. I grew up with those films, fell in love with those worlds. They both terrified and enchanted me. I want to recreate these feelings in the reader. I'm also a fan of Stephen R. Donaldson's Magnum opus. Though the idea of a schizophrenic being transported to a fantasy realm was one I had for years, The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant has a tangible influence on my work.

What to expect:

*A world rich with detail and flowing descriptions. I love immersing myself in fantastical settings and I want my readers to feel what I feel.

*Characters that feel real, that live and breathe on each page.

*A slow burn in the beginning, that ramps up as it goes on.

*A troubled, sometimes difficult protagonist who finds himself transported to a majestic, beautiful world, and he doesn't know how to react to it. He is distrustful of its beauty.

Cover art by Intricatevision/Circadiancrunch