The walker in the banner picture isn’t me, but it’s appropriate for me to use it, because I feel I’ve provided more than enough good intentions to pave the long road he’s treading.
I first thought I could be a writer when I was ten years old and started to draft a spoof spy novel, which I read to my classmates in instalments. To my shame I put the manuscript to one side when I moved to another school, and forgot about writing fiction for more decades than I care to admit.
In 2015 I published a novel on Amazon in e-book format. Obviously I wasn’t sufficiently confident in the book’s merit to try to persuade anyone else to publish it. I still believe it was a good story, but I didn’t execute it nearly as well as I should have. I’m no longer mentioning it on these pages.
After publishing the book, I became mildly hooked on writing flash fiction, as well as producing outlines for numerous short stories and at least three novels. Having finally settled on a novel that I planned to finish, I got bogged down in research. In January 2016 I decided to forget about writing for the time being and focus on more down-to-earth things that I might actually finish (with mostly positive results). In April 2017 I picked up writing Flash Fiction again.
With autumn approaching and the days getting shorter, I’m planning to tie myself to the desk and produce something more substantial that I hope other people will enjoy reading.
The walker in the photos is a good friend, so I suppose I owe it to him not to produce sufficient good intentions to take the road to its proverbial end.
Thank you for looking.