If you’ve read any of the Ivey books, you already know that I consider them my children. There’s nothing original about this. Writers have been saying the same thing since the first quill hit the first parchment. I guess it just feels doubly true for me because I’m growing old in prison and will probably never have a biological child. Yeah, Steve Martin and Larry King had kids in their 70s, along with a bunch of other famous dudes, but that feels unlikely for me. My books will be my legacy. I’m at peace with this.

Consider the Dragonfly is my oldest son. I had no idea what I was doing with him. I had to learn on the fly. He got swallowed up by the system early in life, but he turned out all right.

With Arms Unbound was born two years later. My second son. He grew up in some of the darkest years of the Florida Prison System.

On the Shoulders of Giants was born in 2016. Another boy. The overachiever of the family. He won an award a couple of months ago. I’m extremely proud of him.

Sticks & Stones came next. My fourth son. The most mild-mannered of all my boys. And the most kind-hearted.

Now, I’m proud to announce the arrival of my fifth child. A girl! ‘bout time, right?

Year of the Firefly. Available from Astral Pipeline Books on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.