Monthly Archives: July 2026
Calling All Geeks
Last year at GeekD Con I met S. K. Davidson. Amidst the anime and Star Wars and Star Trek and Voice Actors she had a table featuring her book, “An Unforeseen Genesis”. I paused to talk to her and she shared her book was “clean”. On more gentle questioning, she told me she was a Christian and her science fiction novel was written from the point of view of a Christian worldview. I read the book and it is VERY science fiction in nature with inspiring concepts.
Inspired, indeed, I have chosen to have a table at this year’s GeekD Con. I will be featuring my 18 books primarily focusing on “The Chronicles of Jonathan Steel” as he battles demons. I will also have my Jack Merchant Medical Mystery Books and the prequel to Jonathan Steel, Death by Darwin.
I’ll have some special merchandise if anyone is interested and I’ll be on the second floor where it is much quieter and not as chaotic. Come by and visit. Remember I have just released the last book in “The Chronicles of Jonathan Steel”, “The 1st Demon: Imago Diaboli”.
I have special ebook offers through Bookfunnel. You can purchase any of my books as an ebook and download it to any reader.
I am currently working on two projects. First, I am halfway through the third book in the Jack Merchant series, “Slice Fatigue” and I am working on the first book in the Node of God trilogy, “Darksyn Rising”.
If you come to GeekD Con, come by and say hello. I’d love to see you!
We Hold These Truths . . .
Today, I want to share a short story I wrote for our American Christian Fiction Writers Louisiana Chapter collection.
You can find the book at this link. My story is a cautionary tale of a future in which our freedoms have been significantly curtailed. And so, in celebration of the 250th Anniversary of the Declaration of Independence
Self-Evident
By
Bruce Hennigan
Our helmet lights illuminated a pitch-black corridor filled with broken marble and stone. Jackson paused beside me and held up his arm to study the sensor readout on his wrist display. His ordinarily white environmental suit was covered in gray dust from the carnage around us. Although decades had passed since the last battle, the damage still appeared recent.
“Branson, I’m pretty sure we are finally in the right place.” He said over the radio.
I consulted my own readout. My name, Lieutenant Mary Branson, blinked above a tiny dot on the map of the interior of this building marking our location. We had climbed over broken stone and collapsed ceilings for almost an hour now. “I hope so. Our air is getting low, and the radiation exposure is climbing. We have about twenty five minutes. Then we have to bail.”
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Bruce Hennigan 
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