I’m an author. I was born in 1951 in a little village called Cleobury North in England. I was the third of five children. We moved to Canada in 1957. We grew up in Hamilton Ontario, forty miles from Niagara Falls. My father was an electrical engineer and an amateur radio operator. Five children became seven, and we returned to England in 1967.
I was unaware that I had an imagination until one of my teachers pointed it out to me. As usual, after a boring summer holiday, I had to write a composition about it.
I couldn’t just say that I went swimming, hiking, and biking, so I invented a story about our camping trip in Algonquin Park, which was over two hundred miles north of where we lived. While the rest of the family slept, I saved them from being attacked by a black bear. My teacher, Mr. Hanson, liked the story but he wasn’t too impressed with my handwriting. Yes, I owned up and told him that it never actually happened.
I used to love Superman comics and Mad magazines. I also read Gulliver’s Travels, short science fiction stories, and books by Mark Twain. I progressed to every Sherlock Holmes story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and closed room mysteries. I also enjoyed Isaac Asimov’s books and astronomy, but my greatest love is music.
When I was fifteen, my childhood may have not officially ended, but that is when I started working. I eventually joined the Royal Air Force for nine years, and when I had finished, I worked in storage and trucking. I am married, have four children and twelve grandchildren. When I retired, I started writing.

When I wake up, it’s as if I’m on a mission which needs my full attention. Of course, the goal is writing. There is so much to do and so little time to do it. That’s why I work seven days a week. I sometimes wake up and write down new ideas that I just thought of or dreamt about, which could be a new story or the first one or two lines of a new poem. Inspiration is at its best in the morning. Writing means an endless quest for information, which leads me down new and fascinating roads where I learn incredible facts about the universe, our world and the people in it. One hour of every day is spent walking and running in the wilds of Bedfordshire. It’s there that I can witness the sights and sounds of Mother Nature close-up. Sometimes it’s wild, but it’s always beautiful. At weekends the regime is not as bad. I catch up with correspondence and socializing with family and friends.

My second book is a thriller called Two Roads to Hell. That will be followed by a book for children. It’s called The Upside-Down World. Although I wrote it, I love it. I know; I’m biased. The next book is The Science Phantasy Collection, which is a selection of short science fiction stories. There are six stories in that book. They are: The Incredible Powers of David King, The Black Ball, The Aliens Are Speaking Esperanto, Big Game World, By the Book, and Flight 666 and Two Moons.
By the end of this year, (2017) both books will be published.

I’m an author. I was born in 1951 in a little village called Cleobury North in England. I was the third of five children. We moved to Canada in 1957 when I was five. We grew up in Hamilton Ontario, forty miles from Niagara Falls.
I was unaware that I had an imagination until one of my teachers pointed it out to me. As usual, after an uneventful summer holiday, I had to write a composition about it.
I couldn’t just say that I went swimming, hiking, and biking, so I invented a story about our camping trip in Algonquin Park, which was over two hundred miles north of where we lived. While the rest of the family slept, I saved them from being attacked by a black bear. My teacher, Mr Hanson, liked the story but he wasn’t too impressed with my handwriting. Yes, I owned up and told him that it never actually happened.
I used to love Superman comics and Mad magazines. I also read Gulliver’s Travels, short science fiction stories, and books by Mark Twain. I progressed to every Sherlock Holmes story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and closed room mysteries. I also enjoyed Isaac Asimov’s books and astronomy, but my greatest love is music.
My father was an electrical engineer and an amateur radio operator. Five children became seven, and we returned to England in 1967. I was fifteen and eligible for work. My childhood may have not officially ended, but that is when I started working. I eventually joined the Royal Air Force for nine years, and when I had finished, I worked in storage and trucking. I am married, have four children and twelve grandchildren. When I retired, I started writing.

When I wake up, it’s as if I’m on a mission which needs my full attention. Of course, the goal is writing. There is so much to do and so little time to do it. That’s why I work seven days a week. First thing in the morning, I write any new ideas or something I dreamt, which could be the start of a story or the first one or two lines of a poem. Inspiration is at its best in the morning. Writing means an endless quest for information, which leads me down new and fascinating roads where I learn incredible facts about the universe, our world and the people in it. One hour of every day is spent walking in the wilds of Bedfordshire. It’s there that I can witness the sights and sounds of Mother Nature close-up. Sometimes it’s wild, but it’s always beautiful. At weekends the regime is not as bad. I catch up with correspondence and socialising with family and friends.

My next book may be the first volume of a science fiction series. I have also nearly finished a book of short stories, which are thrillers. Which one will be published first? The one that’s finished first will be published first. Both books will be completed in 2018.

My ideas just come to me; usually early in the morning or from dreams. My shadow on a door gave me an idea as I was sitting on the edge of my bed, recovering from the shock of waking up. Most poetry comes from something that moves me or that I feel strongly about. There was one exception. I woke up from a dream with these words in my head: ‘It was the thirty third of Joolember.’ I quickly wrote the rest of it and the nonsensical poem ‘The Gomp’ was born. A speck on the carpet gave me an idea for a strange alien world. You’ll find that in Science Fiction and Fantasy. The story is Big Game World.

Every day I take Angel out for an hour. She is the friendliest German Shepherd in the world. We walk to the countryside, which is just ten minutes away. We then walk by streams, lakes, forests and a fully fledged river. I try to make each trip different, but there are not an infinite number of possibilities. Fortunately, she loves water, so she usually gets to paddle in a stream or swim in a lake or river.
In the evening I sometimes talk with family and friends on the internet, watch just a little television, and play quizzes. I prefer to play cards with friends, but that rarely happens. I used to play duplicate bridge and managed to become a club master.

You should follow the instructions to the best of your ability. I must admit, that I found that it all seemed like gobbledegook to me at first. There was a lot that I didn’t understand. I felt like giving up, but I researched everything that I was unsure about and found the answers. I used Google and YouTube for my research.
Put your book in Notepad before pasting it into Microsoft Word. Paste it by using the Edit tab, then Paste Special and then Unformatted Text. Bookmarks and hyperlinks were a problem, but I found a video on YouTube which explained it.