Known by his alien kin as Es, he fell to Earth when the skies were still dark. For ages, he burrowed beneath the surface of this simple world. But over millennia, as the weird sphere warmed and shifted, Es emerged, slithering out from beneath a rock sometime in the early 1980s. Sustained by a diet of comic books, fantasy role-playing games, and caffeine, he evolved into a sometimes-likable young man with auburn hair and freckled skin. He adopted the name Eric Scrivner and began crafting works of fantasy. Without these creations, he risks reverting to his slithering form, cursed to hide beneath some cold, lonely rock once again.
Known by his alien kin as Es, he fell to Earth when the skies were still dark. For ages, he burrowed beneath the surface of this simple world. But over millennia, as the weird sphere warmed and shifted, Es emerged, slithering out from beneath a rock sometime in the early 1980s. Sustained by a diet of comic books, fantasy role-playing games, and caffeine, he evolved into a sometimes-likable young man with auburn hair and freckled skin. He...
I am writing Overmoor, the sequel to Winters Haven, right now. I am over 40,000 words into it (about 25 Chapters) as of today. I will update with progress as I make it!
