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About me

An inability to do sums and a nascent talent to string words together steered me towards journalism – that and the desire to wear a trenchcoat, belted with a knot, just like Bogart.

The life of a daily morning newspaper reporter completely fulfilled me and I must have been competent because I won a “Young Journalist of the Year” award.

It still, then, puzzles me that I allowed myself to be lured away to become head of public relations at one of the UK’s largest car makers.

“Seventeen books

and fourteen novels later…”

The BLACK ROCKS of MORWENSTOW - JOHN WILCOX

I was happy, later, to move into the more tangible world of marketing and happier still when eventually I was able to sell the company that I partly owned to move to the country and just write.

Seventeen books, including fourteen novels later I am still at it. Nowhere am I more content than sitting in my studio at the bottom of my Wiltshire garden, among the fairies, looking out on my chestnut trees and the strange and exciting world that I am creating.