Why I Write

You should know what you're in for if you come along on this journey.

At age seven my Mum & Dad adopted me as my mother was bipolar, and couldn’t look after us any more. I recall I ate a lot of books at this time.

Happy, now that I’m writing.

In primary school I wrote a tiny play. It had a flying saucer in it that I’d made from a shirt-box. I acted in it then rushed offstage to do special effects, to wit launching the shi…