Commander Shance Delray has endured more than his share of bad luck. An asteroid is on a collision course with his home on Grahba, he is shot down in battle--twice--and he finds himself falsely imprisoned in the mines beneath Sarzan; yet, in spite of all of this, only meeting Nadeena can bring him to his knees.
While everyday reality may seem mundane and predictable, "In the Light of the Passing: Book 1" convinces readers, from age 14 to 104, that fate and destiny not only exist, but refuse to be denied.
Thank you for taking the time to stop by! As an author, I publish works under my own name, and under the pen name of K.C. Berg. My first novel published under that name, “In the Light of the Passing: Book 1”, was named one of six finalists in the 2006 USA Book News competition. In addition, both it and its sequel, “Brinda’s Promise: Book 2”, received the Eric Hoffer award for notable fiction. In addition to my novels, I also write, produce, and direct stage plays, one of which was performed in New York City in 1998. In April 2013, my latest play will be performed by the Machickanee Players in Oconto, WI. It would be great to see you there!
I studied creative writing at Lawrence University in Appleton, WI, and hold a MS Degree in Management & Organizational Behavior from Silver Lake College in Manitowoc, WI. When I am not writing, I teach composition classes at local technical colleges, and currently serve as President of the Board of Directors for the Oconto Area Humane Society & Animal Shelter, Inc.
Although Shance survived the impact, crashing on this strange, new world was the beginning of a whole new life for this young commander. A battle looms ahead of him . . . and Nadeena.
In the Light of the Passing: Book 1
Shance slowly opened his eyes. As though approaching through a fog, images began to appear. The probing lights suspended above him were mesmerizing. He stared at them as fragmented memories came flickering back, pushing their way through the thick curtain that covered his mind. He could still feel the scout ship falling through space. He remembered watching as the ground rose up to meet them. Then there had been a flash of pain . . . and darkness. He had no memory of being thrown against the side fuselage as the ship impacted. He had not seen the center portion of the vessel being ripped away by the gully’s edge—taking Barnes and Cyde with it. He had never been aware of the rescue workers struggling to pry him free from the crumpled ship. It seemed he was returning from some dark, faraway place—but he did not know where he was returning to.