William L. Biersach
William L. Biersach was born in Pasadena, California, on the Feast Day of St. Philip Neri, the "Laughing Saint", in 1953. A product of Catholic grammar and high school, he naturally lost his Faith when the effects of Vatican II came rattling through the world like a maniacal jalopy in the 1960's and 70's. He found his way back to Traditional Rome in 1993 and has been active in trying to reacquaint Catholics with their own religion ever since. The Endless Knot is the first of his Father Baptist novels. He is currently working on the rough draft for the sixth book in the series. He resides in a stone house somewhere in Southern California, likes spicy food, and hopes to retire in Heaven some day.
Who is killing the Catholic bishops of Los Angeles? One by one, they're dying horribly. The clues surrounding the murders point to an occult connection and the police are stumped. Fr. John Baptist, cop-turned-priest, and Martin Feeney, his faithful gardener-turned-chronicler, are ordered by the anxious archbishop to get to the root of this baffling mystery. Together they uncover a terrifying conspiracy that threatens their faith, their sanity, and their very lives. Such awaits all who get entangled in the Endless Knot.
Life is never dull in William Biersach's mythical city of Los Angeles. In The Search for Saint Valeria, the third entry in the series, cop-turned-priest Fr. John Baptist and his faithful sidekick, gardener and chronicler, Martin Feeney, are once again on the trail of the unusual and strange. Why is someone stealing discarded religious objects - relics, altars, chalices - from the city's antique shops? And why on earth would modern-day grave robbers want to steal the remains of a 4th century Saint from New Golgotha Cemetery?
It's happening again! Los Angeles, the City of Angels, is once more besieged by the bizarre and the strange! A fresh but unidentified corpse, dressed as a priest, turns up in a niche in a mausoleum, while a trusted assistant of the Cardinal is kidnapped, and two precious objects disappear with him. The police are baffled, and obviously, only one man can bring order to chaos and solve the affair: Fr. John Baptist. Together with his trusty gardener, Martin Feeney, their gallant, well-dressed, and often inebriate friends, the Knights Tumblar, and an eclectic supporting cast of cranks, street people, and, of course, the police, Fr. Baptist, having faced down witches, vampires, and grave-robbers,...
In the words of Mr Biersach: "This little tome - or collection thereof-is intended as a word of encouragement for those Catholics who, against all odds, are attempting to hold on to their Faith for dear life, or perhaps trying to rediscover it in the midst of the rumbling chaos... " And in the words of his good friend, Charles Coulombe: "Our fate . . . begins with our reply to that question asked of His disciples by Jesus Christ and continually referred to by Mr. Biersach in this book: "Who do you say that I am?" Mr. Biersach not only shows us in many ways how we must answer that question, but why we must. Moreover, he does so joyfully. The message he brings us is good news; there is a way ...
A tribute to the Blessed Virgin Mother that is unequaled in our times. Drawing on the ancient Fathers and Doctors of the Church and on the hidden Scriptures which tell of the love of God for this singular beauty of His creation, Mr. Biersach has woven a tapestry of his own making, baring a heart not altogether unlike those of the best saints who have written of Her. Some will savor in his writings a whiff of Belloc, others a turn of phrase reminiscent of Chesterton. Bringing with him the terminology of his own generation and some of the flair of the 60's, the author, like a knight in rusty armor, declares his unworthiness to present to us so sublime a Person as She who has captivated the H...
Fr. John Baptist, loyal gardener Martin Feeney, the formally attired Knights Tumblar, and their friends are back in their wildest adventure yet, Insomuch As To Deceive, the first of a five-part thriller. In this latest outing, acclaimed author William L. Biersach tops himself again - a centuries old murder mystery and a reenactment thereof, a spooky mountain lodge, a séance promised to be a sham which turns out to be authentic, an eerie dance of disembodied lights on a rainy night, the apparent landing of an alien spacecraft in a mountain lake, something that howls savagely in the night and kills for real, the First Council of the Knights Tumblar, and all the Tumblars forgetting everythin...
A rolling blanket of thick, purple storm clouds -- which some call The Vampire's Shroud -- overshadows the mythical city of Los Angeles, California, yet not one drop of rain is anywhere to be seen. In the County Morgue lay the bodies of murdered young women, garlic and Crucifixes resting upon each bloodless form. Something is loose in the City of Angels, and the police are not only stumped .... but afraid. With such ominous events transpiring and each day bringing new terrors, there is only person to whom they can turn ---- ex-cop-turned-priest Fr. John Baptist.