I began in the American mid-west, bounced around the Left Coast playing in death metal bands, jazz groups, orchestras, choirs and gamelan before crossing the pond and settling down amidst the cthonic brambles and reclaimed collieries of north-eastern England.

My first novel is currently ripening–or fermenting, I’m not yet sure which term is more appropriate–and amongst the fumes and froth of that work, I’ve found a number of short stories and other oddities. I hope you enjoy them!