If you had the chance to change the past, would you?
When John Butler’s estranged father claims to have found faith just before his death, John is...
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Keith Windham
Keith Windham grew up in the tiny community of Greenwood outside of Midland, Texas. In high school, he was a full-on theatre nerd who loved acting and wrote several short plays. After college, he moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico, where he met his amazing wife, Colleen. A lifelong connoisseur of stories, he continues to explore the power of narrative through both writing and life. You can follow him on Facebook or Instagram.
Keith Windham grew up in the tiny community of Greenwood outside of Midland, Texas. In high school, he was a full-on theatre nerd who loved acting and wrote several short plays. After college, he moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico, where he met his amazing wife, Colleen. A lifelong connoisseur of stories, he continues to explore the power of narrative through both writing and life. You can follow him on Facebook or Instagram.
Books
Legacy
If you had the chance to change the past, would you?
When John Butler’s estranged father claims to have found faith just before his death, John is thrust into a journey beyond time itself. Given the chance to step into the past, he soon discovers that altering God’s plan comes with unexpected—and eternal—consequences.
A gripping blend of faith,...
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Goodnight, Gull
He’s flappy, he’s drowsy, and he’s on the hunt for the perfect perch!
Meet one very tired seagull with one very simple mission: find a spot to sleep. From lighthouses to hot dog carts, beaches to flagpoles, every perch he tries ends in chaos, crumbs, or someone waving a broom!
Told in charming rhyme with humor, heart, and a whole lot of flapping,...
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Blog
The thumbnail image is from the dedication page for my debut novel Legacy. I thought it would be a nice way to honor one of the greatest teachers I've ever had in my life.
I only had Ms. Nunley for one year, but she held me to an incredibly high standard. You see, when I attended high school, I was what you'd call a slacker (but not in the traditional sense of the word). Every year up to my junior year, I would figure out the bare minimum I had to do to get by with an A in a particular class,...