David can’t remember a time he wasn’t writing. From
the primordial splash of a drowning
Atlantis to a pair of vigilantes' six-guns blasting raw justice in the
old west. From obsidian tipped arrows raining down on Cumorah’s slopes,
broadswords sweeping over shadowy terrors, and on to the cold vacuum of
space and the birth of a new star, David is there, recording it all for
your edification and amusement.