Born in London, the UK, I have lived in New Zealand for most of my life. Although I tried writing my first story fifty years ago I have only been sending out short stories and novels for ten years. Ten years is a long time when you only get rejections. My only influences are those authors who write stories that keep me interested regardless of what genre they fit into. I do not care for literary work.  To me literary is a polite way of saying boring. I want chases and murder, love and lust, missing documents and relentless pursuit, fear and cliff edge moments, the aliens coming out of the space ship and ghostly rappings on the wall, the smoke of burning buildings on the horizon and an unknown sail sighted at dawn. I always wanted to write something like a Tom Clancy novel. However when I finally got published it was a ghost story 'A Fateful Legacy'. Although saying that part way through the editing I realised that if my book had a theme l would call it a love story. My publishers must disagree because when they originally selected a category for it on their web site they put it under mystery/thriller. So what would you like? A ghost story about three houses haunted by different generations of ghosts? Then try my book. Perhaps a non-standard romance/love story? Try my book. Like to puzzle your way through a mystery over who killed who and what are the family secrets? Try my book. Want a thriller full of murder, suicide, devil worship and interfering with graves of the long dead? Try my book.  And if you like trains then try my novella. "The Metro Platform". It is set on the platform of a Metro system (that means underground railway) where a passenger called Rolfe soon finds that waiting for a train leads to something darker. This latest book is the only thing I have written that has come from a dream. My third book to be published is 'The Inter-Galactic Vending Machine Franchise. From the catchy title you can tell it is sci-fi set in the future. It concerns the adventures and misfortunes of a family who have a franchise to service the massive vending machines found on any spaceport. They are made by the Intergalactic Vending Machine Company, hence the title.

Just prior to Solstice Publishing offering me a contract the New Zealand magazine "Her" selected me as winner in their March issue, despite my story being twice as long as they would allow.
Apart from that two short humourous articles were published in the New Zealand Herald some years ago.