About

As to imparting ‘a little about myself’ for this Author Page it is probably for the best that such information remains left untold. Were I to continue there is a very real risk of the reader becoming consumed with the urgent desire to open a vein and end it all out of sheer tedium. All I will say is that aside from being a time-traveller…and frankly that’s not all it’s made out to be…and having shared a few beers with the likes of Joan of Arc, a lovely gal, although lacking that certain panache on the coiffure front, and the much maligned yet a decent sort when you get to know him, Vlad the Impaler, there is little of interest to divulge.

To my arguable credit, although not necessarily to the delight of others, I have an innate propensity to take things said to me ‘literally’, a thing that often leads to those others thinking me to be on the cusp of lunacy…a trait I believe that is reflected in my writings, whether it be that I am musing upon topics humorous or alternatively the surreal world of fabricated imaginings.

I work in a number of genres, be they poetry, prose, satirical musings or outright fiction of Bohemian bent.

Thus far I have, as this page reveals, ten self-published books. Two of poetry…although I prefer the tag, ‘almost poetry’…another pair in the form of ‘off the wall’ paradoxical skits and also a six risqué and certainly ‘adult’s only’ novels, including one that was co-authored with the lovely Shirley Blamey, entitled, ‘Whatever Happened to Eve?’

Given the ascendancy of an unforgiving world of human polar opposites giving rise to hatred of all conceivable configuration serves only to disappoint those of us endowed with more than just a hint of love, compassion and importantly whimsy, for the main part I chose to live the other side of Reality’s dark border in The Land of Fiction. Please feel free to join me there.