The True Story of Me
Versailles (2012)
Born in the UK in 1959, I'm a child of the Space Age who never quite lost sight of my juvenile passions. Readers will see the evidence in my stories harking back to the Apollo Project, but also reflecting early British attempts to climb Mount Everest. Other stories point towards extraordinary and terrifying futures. Readers may also note a life-long love of astronomy, which led to me obtaining a B.Sc in Physics and Astrophysics in 1981 and a PhD.D in X-ray Astronomy in 1985, both awarded by the University of Leicester.
In 1997, after many years of "thinking about it", I finally began setting myself homework. As a result, some twenty-plus stories have made it into the outside world, appearing in noteworthy magazines and anthologies like Interzone, Postscripts, Music for Another World and Nature 'Futures'. I am, of course, working on a novel.
After twenty-six years spent working in the defence and aerospace engineering sector, during which time I worked on all manner of exciting technologies, such as virtual reality, image processing and AI, I became a self-employed writer in January 2012, a career change I'd long desired. Now, finally, I have the chance to write all those stories and novels I previously was too busy to attempt.
So, no more excuses. Onwards!
In 1997, after many years of "thinking about it", I finally began setting myself homework. As a result, some twenty-plus stories have made it into the outside world, appearing in noteworthy magazines and anthologies like Interzone, Postscripts, Music for Another World and Nature 'Futures'. I am, of course, working on a novel.
After twenty-six years spent working in the defence and aerospace engineering sector, during which time I worked on all manner of exciting technologies, such as virtual reality, image processing and AI, I became a self-employed writer in January 2012, a career change I'd long desired. Now, finally, I have the chance to write all those stories and novels I previously was too busy to attempt.
So, no more excuses. Onwards!
