I was born in Zambia, in a small town called Chingola, which at one stage, was the second-largest open copper mine in the world.
As a child, my parents moved around a lot. I had the pleasure of living in several Southern African countries before finally moving to England in my late twenties, I have remained here ever since.
My schooling days were a complete and utter disaster. I attended a total of ten schools before finally leaving at the age of sixteen, to start a mechanical engineering apprenticeship. (I really, really hated it.)
Looking back at my youth, I wish I had embraced a job in wildlife conservation or perhaps something to do with the arts. At age seventeen, I saw myself as some long-haired Curt Cobain wannabe, singing terrible versions of Lake of fire and My Girl. (I was beyond awful)
Later on in life, I discovered that I had a passion for writing short stories. Considering that I failed almost all of my end-of-year exams and that I can't spell even the most basic of words, (thanks for that dyslexia), this particular fact seems rather surreal to me. Thank god for spell-checkers and a rather good proofreader.
I am by nature an extremely private person, saying that, I really do love to express myself through my writing, maybe it's the shielding of a book's cover that gives me that confidence.
I would describe my writing style as simple and easy to read. I believe stories are at their best when having a sense of playful discovery within them. I enjoy the art of written prose and consider my stories suitable for all age groups. As for the written topics I cover, I especially love putting a spin on a sensitive or taboo subject.
Due to a myriad of mental and physical issues, writing can be somewhat frustrating at the best of times, but it is in a stories competition that I find a great sense of pride and achievement.
Anyways, I think it's time to get back to writing, this is beginning to sound like a Doctor Phil session and we definitely don't want that.
Thanks for your time and support.
Peace and hugs.