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This is chapter 26 of my novel, Foreign. I’m finally in uncharted territory! For the last 26 weeks, everything I’ve published was already written in some form. From here on out, all of it is brand new. It’s a surreal feeling. The events described in this week’s chapter have been ten years in the making. It feels great to finally press forward and write scenes that have been in my mind for almost a decade. So keep reading, keep the feedback coming, and spread the word. As always, I post these new chapters on Friday. However, I don’t think noon is going to be a realistic goal in the future. Also, if you need to catch up on previous chapters, click here. Enjoy!





    “It’s time to leave for your journey; I’m going to miss you,” Deena’s sorrowful voice woke Mark from his sleep. Opening his eyes, he saw that she was sitting at the foot of his bed. She rested her hand on his leg, and added, “You should take one more shower while you’re here. I’m more than willing to help you get ready.”

    Still half asleep, he was sufficiently awake to feel creeped out by her continual advances. “No thanks. I think I can clean myself.”

    “You don’t have to stay here,” Mark eventually added, hoping she’d give him some privacy.

    “I don’t mind.”


    The shower didn’t help him wake up. He wasn’t sure if it was the only six hours of sleep he had been getting, the fact that he was probably going to die in his second escape attempt through sewage, or the fact that it always looked like night in the Pit, but he felt miserable. Continue Reading…


This is chapter 23 of my novel, Foreign. I post a new chapter each Friday. If you’ve missed any previous chapters, you can check out the archives here. Don’t forget to subscribe to my blog so you can get every new chapter delivered right to your inbox each week. And spread the word if you like what you read.




    “Dude! Wake up!”

    Mark awoke to Justin’s voice in the same dim yellow light he remembered the night before. It was an eery feeling. He had no idea what time of day it was. The Pit’s lack of sunlight was already messing with his internal clock after sleeping just one time.

    “How long was I out?” Mark asked, sitting up in the bed.

    “No idea. But I do know that last night was great, wasn’t it?” Continue Reading…