Emerging at the ideal age to experience the punk era’s first brief explosion and fizzle while living in London and studying Illustration during the emergent grimitude of the Thatcher Era. Moving directly to Wales without stopping to collect my degree or passing go, I exchanged city life for rural Welsh ways, where survival became an option again after escaping the crumbling cities.
When even those few jobs dried up – a curious descriptive situation for Wales – I needed to move back to where the work congregated, becoming an economic nomad until eventually by osmosis of friendship, I found myself moving to Brighton as a peripheral to The Guild of Warriors and the South Coast Unaffiliated Mercenary Battle-Action Group (SCUMBAG). Brighton was also a strong gathering spot for many SF writers and artists, and even has its own anthologies of SF set in the town.
Getting a name for myself as a fan artist on the SF convention circuit, I later returned to Wales to work on a portfolio; somewhere in there I got to Berlin for the decade’s end celebration, and was one of the first-wave who climbed up on the wall at the Brandenburger Tor on that particular New Year’s Eve.
Next was a move to The Netherlands for a period of seven years and one day, adding even weirder jobs to my growing list, all whilst learning how to speak Dutch and get to know some good people. It was also a time of active politics with the Socialist Party.
Making a move to the west of Ireland for some peace, I began writing in earnest, beginning Fey Ex Machina at 08:00 on January 1st 1998 while sat up in a cold loft in Limerick City.
From then on up the road I’ve been very content with just writing in my spare time. Ben Jeapes took note of the novel in 2000 and offered a contract for its publication. The novel subsequently failed to evolve into print due to Big Engine’s untimely demise a few months before the book’s due date.
In 2002 I began writing shorter fiction of the genre Accusative Prose for The Tribe Of Scribes writers’ group, where I published five of my shorter works in an anthology of the same title during late 2003. It is as a result of that group that I met the curiously named Ford Allen, a fellow writer who drinks in many of the same bars as I’ve been known to get trapped in.
Thankfully Ford made it possible for me to get in contact with Jean Marie Stine, and so began the introduction to Renaissance e Books.
Interests: Science-Fiction, Edgy Fantasy, Accusative Prose
Published writer: Yes