Bill Combs

He sat alone on the ledge, legs dangling over the edge like a child teasing gravity. Seattle spread below him, cloaked in the last violet...

When people ask me where the characters of The Quantum Gate  came from, I often smile and say, “They’ve always been with me.” And it’s...

Since publishing The Quantum Gate , I’ve been overwhelmed—in the best way—by the messages, questions, and heartfelt reflections from...