Glenn Trust

Glenn Trust

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A native of the south, I was born in Columbus, Georgia in 1951, the first of five children.

My father’s work as a salesman filled my early years with moves from the banks of the Chattahoochee River in Georgia to Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Petersburg, Virginia and Baltimore, until finally returning to the Atlanta area in 1965. From then on, I remained a Georgian, going to school and growing up in the Atlanta area.

Varied work and life experiences have given me an appreciation for the virtues and faults of people at all levels of society. For the record, I love people. I find them interesting, all of them. I may not like all of them, but like is different than love. I am fascinated by people.

I have worked alongside laborers, scuffled with bad guys, and stood beside presidents at corporate events. I believe that this exposure to such disparate groups exerts a strong influence on my writing. Hard working construction laborers, truck drivers, and farmers fill the pages alongside rural deputies, big city cops, small town politicians and corporate bigwigs in leather chairs, filling boardrooms with their egos. People are truly interesting, at all levels of society.

Respecting the strengths of people and understanding of their human frailties, my desire above all else in writing is to bring life and reality to the characters in my stories. I hope to expose readers…you…in a real way to a side of life and our society with which you may not be familiar.

I hope my characters possess an honest simplicity and grittiness. The white hats the heroes wear are spotted and grayed by their own demons and struggles. The bad guys are not always misunderstood Robin Hoods. Sometimes they are just truly bad with no possibility of social redemption. In the end, the stories are fiction, about fictional people. I can only hope to bring a believable reality to the characters that populate the pages.

Like real people, the characters I try to paint are not completely good and rarely completely evil. Like most of us, they lie somewhere in between.

Along The Watchtower

Along The Watchtower

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<p><strong><em>A tragic warrior lost in two worlds... Which one will he choose?</em></strong></p><p>The war in Iraq ended for Freddie when an IED explosion left his mind and body shattered. Once a skilled gamer as well as a capable soldier, he's now a broken warrior, emerging from a medically induced coma to discover he's inhabiting two separate realities.</p><p>The first is his waking world of pain, family trials, and remorse—and slow rehabilitation through the tender care of Becky, his physical therapist. The second is a dark fantasy realm of quests, demons, and magic, which Freddie enters when he sleeps. The lines soon blur for Freddie, not just caught between two worlds, but lost within himself.</p><p>Is he Lieutenant Freddie Williams, a leader of men, a proud officer in the US Army who has suffered such egregious injury and loss? Or is he Frederick, Prince of Stormwind, who must make sense of his horrific visions in order to save his embattled kingdom from the monstrous Horde, his only solace the beautiful gardener, Rebecca, whose gentle words calm the storms in his soul.</p><p>In the conscious world, the severely wounded vet faces a strangely similar and equally perilous mission to that of the prince—a journey along a dark road, haunted by demons of guilt and memory. Can he let patient, loving Becky into his damaged and shuttered heart? It may be his only way back from Hell.</p>

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