​​I’ve spent my life writing stories, and have enough rejection slips to wallpaper the British Library.
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Some of my stories almost write themselves. They pop into my head with fully-formed characters and plots. I’m the bumbling scribe jotting them down. Wherever they come from, I love writing and playing with words. My stories are mostly speculative, but also sci-fi, fantasy, and magic realism.
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​I've got no idea why I have that urge to write fiction. Nobody on either side of my family is particularly creative: they are all sensible types good at mental arithmetic, classical music, and foreign languages.
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So, what powers my stories? Imagination.
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I notice anything odd, quirky, or different.
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​I enjoy reading Philip K. Dick. He said in one of his novels:
"The true measure of a man is not his intelligence or how high he rises in this freak establishment. No, the true measure of a man is this: how quickly he can respond to the needs of others and how much of himself he can give."
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A quote as relevant today as it was years ago.
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​So, that's me. I'm just a scruffy old scribbler…
