Welcome to my imagination
In 1997, I felt like the propellor on the right, rusting on the beach after a working lifetime at sea. Then I remembered how I kept myself sane in the latter years of a 24/7 career in the offshore oil industry, retreating into the world of my imagination for an hour each day and writing fiction. I accummulated a fair body of writing in the process, but I didn't know if any of it was publishable and there was only one way I'd find out.
Seventeen years later, I've won two national writing competitions, become a finalist in EPIC last year, published twenty two stories as Amy Gallow and five as David Andrews. In the same period, I survived a heart attack on a remote golf course and the failure of three publishers took a number of my books from the shelves. A few I rewrote and resurrected with other publishers, the remainder had served their purpose in my learning curve.
The covers of my surviving books are in the flash presentation on the right and you can read about them on their individual pages. (See the navigation bar below) They have strong romantic themes, but their details are taken from a life lived close to the cutting edge. The reviewers like them and it seems I'm building a fan base as well.
I hope you'll join me as I push deeper into my imagination, but the sun is setting and we must hurry...