I've been writing for many years now, but only recently decided to try publishing. I've been told I have a wicked sense of humour, but I like to think of it as more mischievous than anything else, it's also something that tends to creep into my writings now and then, so if you ever get round to reading any of my pennings don't forget to bring a sense of humour with you.
Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
I was born in a little place called Robroyston which is on the outskirts of Glasgow, and grew up in various locations around the main city. I can't honestly say my location has had a great deal of influence on my writing, it's been more my life experiences from all over the world that I have to thank for that, along with an active (some say overactive) imagination.
When did you first start writing?
Ah now that's a good question. I remember where when and why I started writing. I was working for a security company at the time and had been stuck out in the middle of nowhere guarding a hole in the ground (quite literally), as no other 'guard's' would take on the job. I ended up being there for four days and three nights in a row, with nothing but a pounding generator for company, no radio, nothing to read, (I was only supposed to be there for the one night) and just try getting some shuteye when you have a generator with a busted exhaust on it. Needless to say by the time the second night came I was more than a little pissed off with the world. Out of sheer boredom I began writing just to pass the time. To be honest I'm surprised the lead in my pencil didn't melt with what came out. The story was the product of my anger & frustration and came from the darkest depths of my mind, but it did give me the writing bug, so perhaps something good came out of it after all. I doubt if I'll ever publish that particular story, but you never know perhaps if I use a marker with a VERY broad nib to edit it I can save a few lines.
Man is on the verge of becoming extinct, each year fewer and fewer males were being born, that was when the women decided to step in to save the planet. They became known as the Earth Mothers, while man was relegated to the role of domestic beasts and used as no more than walking sperm factories. As often happens, the pendulum had swung too far.