Old Heroes. New Management.

I’ve been living in a nightmare for the last year. It’s 67,000 words long and it’s called PRIMACY.

It’s my debut novel. It’s corporate horror. It’s a near-future biotech thriller. But mostly, it’s an experiment in breaking things I love.

The premise is simple: What if the greatest characters in literature were alive today? And what if they were locked in a dystopian corporate war?

We like to think our heroes would save us. That they’d rise above the grime of the modern world. But PRIMACY asks a harder question: What if they sold out?

This book is about the collision of classic myth and modern greed. It’s about what happens when you take the grandeur of the past and grind it down into the quarterly projections of the future.

I wrote this book because I was tired of horror that felt safe. I wanted to write something that felt like the cold sweat of a realization that you’re just a line item in someone else’s budget.

Miles to go…