MT-B was born in Sighișoara, Romania on December 25th, 1431. Since being Vlad the Impaler he has undergone many incarnations - Vincent Price, Countess Elizabeth Báthory de Ecsed, Yekaterina Alexeyevna, Lorena Bobbitt, a prostitute in Whitechapel, a passenger on the Titanic and a buccaneer executed for treason on the high seas to name but a few. Currently he is manifested as a former businessperson and currently resides in the UK. He was CEO of a pan-European telecommunications company, held a number of senior Marketing, Sales and Strategic Development posts in other ITC companies, built forty eight call centres and has most recently been active in solar farm development and other renewable energy initiatives. Now the poor deluded fool believes that he’s an author!
In this lifetime he has lived in Germany, Minnesota, Texas and California in addition to the UK. In previous existences he has dwelt in places ranging from the Alaskan wilderness in the North to Tierra del Fuego in the South. He is an inveterate traveller having visited more than sixty countries and has a particular affinity for volcanic tropical islands, dramatic seascapes, deserts, mountains and pubs. He is less keen on swamps, urban blight, taiga, tundra and 80’s revival disco bars.
He has eclectic musical tastes which tend to reflect a primary love of reggae, metal and punk.

When living as Donatien Alphonse François, Marquis de Sade I knocked off a few saucy tales but never got to sell the movie rights. Since then my wordsmithing has become a tad rusty but I managed to spit out the world's first dystopian farce in "The Science of the Lambs" an irreverent look at our future history over the coming decade. The critical acclaim was deafening - I still haven't heard anything. Undaunted by this adulation I recently completed the first book of a series called "Doing the Business". This initial volume is titled "The Sicilian Job" and involves a clash of Business models between a Texan telecommunications company and La Cosa Nostra. Immodestly I think it is the funniest book about business since Tom Peter's seminal rib tickler "In Search of Excellence". Enjoy!

Bizarrely I won a handwriting contest at school and nowadays my handwriting has degenerated to the point that even my Doctor can't read it. To dispel the tedium of Economics lessons I concentrated on attempting to create a new World Record for the number of words crammed into a single ruled line of an A4 notebook - 84 was my personal best. I then co-wrote a school play which was so ribald that even the PE instructor blushed.

More recently I became gravely concerned about the dearth of puerile humour books and set about the task of rectifying this lacuna. Hence "The Science of the Lambs".

Just as Nature abhors a vacuum so I loathe the dearth of utterly puerile but funny literature and feel compelled to fill the void. When not altruistically motivated I mostly write to prevent terminal boredom. Earlier this year I learned that the rest of the world regarded me as too old for employment. Time hung heavy on my hands and no amount of scrubbing would remove it. What were my options in this age of austerity? A life of crime beckoned but the competition was stiff and well-established. A life of debauchery held immense appeal but, if anything, the competition was even stiffer than crime. My lack of computational and mathematical prowess precluded a life of Pi. So writing it had to be. I dutifully dusted off my words, jokes, cobwebs and dingoes and set about the task of creating an assemblage of words that I decided to call …. a book.

A curious combination of the modern and the antiquated. I write on a laptop but I also use two notebooks the first to capture plot ideas and scenarios the second for process points. I find that I am carrying books around in my head (and I'm trying to evict them in sequence) and am often interrupted by thoughts of specific changes to words, sentences, structure and so forth without my notebooks and with my appalling memory these revelations would escape me.

I was inspired to write a book that put the "Diss" into "Dystopia". A story where meat really is murder.

“The Science of the Lambs” is my first, and obviously, latest book. It had the working title “Suicide Bangers” prior to publication based on a comment that I made on a friend’s Facebook post relating to the newspaper stories about Farmer Gow’s homicidal Nazi Heck cattle that appeared in February 2015 and they feature as the jumping off point for the book’s Prologue. I wanted to write a funny future history about events that may occur in the coming decade and a story about anti-social cattle taking revenge on humanity seemed to be a great entry point to the happy and amusing tale of meat contamination, ebola contagions and food scarcity.

Relentless rejection emails from the litertati, or at least publishers and literary agents.

Two little words - "The End"

A series called “Doing the Business” which as the series title infers is a humorous look at modern-day business. The first book “The Sicilian Job” is written but awaiting the tedium of editing. I aim to publish it in November 2015 & start book 2.

After the trilogy I rather fancy debunking the Reality TV industry.

For humour, vision & stimulation I adore anything by the schizophrenic Iain M Banks & Iain Banks; Jorge Luis Borges; Thomas Pynchon. For my darker side I turn to Mo Hayder, Jo Nesbo & Val McDermidd.

Outsourcing! I'm not really a graphics person so I use a talented Bulgarian graphic artist and designer called Vikiana who is on fiverr.com

Brazen self-promotion, social networking and ceaseless marketing.

A brilliant disintermediation business model gutting an antiquated industry that is ripe for renewal.

Kindle

Chipboard and cluttered.