William D. Burt
William D. Burt is the award-winning author of the seven-title Christian allegorical "King of the Trees" series. (Author Website) Other works are in progress. His first series title, The King of the Trees, won the silver medal in the category of Christian fantasy in the 2014 Readers' Favorite International Book Award Contest. The Golden Wood (Book 3) was a finalist in the category of Children's fable.
All seven of Burt's series titles have been awarded five stars by Readers' Favorite reviewers.
Volume I in his new Creation Seekers series, The Lake Lights is Burt’s first foray into the realm of science fiction. The plot deals with the investigation of an unusual lake phenomenon in Oregon as well as the discovery of a world-changing invention that helps prevent a nuclear disaster.
Sequel to The Lake Lights, The Vikings of Loch Morar is set primarily in Scotland and deals with prehistoric water creatures as well as a Viking treasure.
Having spent most of his teenage years living in Middle Earth, the author is an avid fantasy fan. The first edition of his first fantasy title, The King of the Trees, came out in 1998. While still in high school, he began his writing career editing his father's popular identification guides, "Edible and Poisonous Plants of the Western/Eastern States." As an Assistant Professor in the Special Education Department at Western Oregon University, he served as a successful grant-writer and program coordinator.
Burt holds a B.S. in English from Lewis and Clark College and an M.S. from Western Oregon University in Deaf Education. He is an RID-certified sign-language interpreter with over 30 years' experience. His interests include reading, foreign languages and mycology. He is married with two grown children.
“Good day to you, Sister," Gannon grunted, gritting his teeth and clenching the reins in a white-knuckled grip. "May you live to see your great-grandchildren, and may your eyes never grow dim!" Rolin stifled a snicker. His spinster aunt was childless, and her eyesight was poor from years of needlework.”
“Fetch me the money box and some punkwood, will you, my boy?" Gannon asked him, licking the honey from his plate. (I fear table manners in the cabin-indeed, all manners-had suffered since Gannon and his son had been left to themselves.)”
“The greatest help oft comes in harm's disguise, to those with trusting hearts and open eyes.”