I am tall, dark, attractive, and an author.

I'm clearly out of my mind, because I write books for a living. I most enjoy working on fiction, preferably something that can take me to places that never were. Somehow though, I seem to often end up working on silly non-fiction. I've got something a little dark and gritty under the knife at the moment.

In terms of profitability and job security, being a writer is right up there with flipping burgers. In a crack-house. In Mogadishu. When it clicks though, and the characters are showing you what they're doing, and it all makes sense, and the words seem to tear through you, like lightning, from Somewhere Else... well, then there's no feeling like it on or off Earth. Those are the moments that make me one of the luckiest guys on the planet.

Other times of course, it feels like banging your head into a stone wall and hoping the blood stains form words.

Some of the books I've written over the years are quite embarassing to admit to. Drop me a line, and I'll confess to one or two...

I forced a random selection of people to say nice things about me at gunpoint, and they came up with: sweet, disturbing, creative, funny, tall, good, stripy and terrifying. I'm discounting the last two because they're wrong.

I find myself thinking idly about all sorts of things, such as the zombie apocalypse, the perfect tomato and rosemary sauce to go with lamb racks, how beautiful the world can be, tentacles, how to make my characters better, whether or not things are going to hell in a handbasket, and so on. Oh, and I'm an INFJ, if you know your pop psych.

What's been on your mind lately?

Although I do own some suits, a bromeliad and a couple of nice table runners, I'm more at home with odd T-shirts and a fun book. I'm a sucker for an open mind and an irreverent sense of humour. I'm warm, creative, funny and laid-back, with an open mind and a lively interest in the world (and beyond).

If you like the sound of that, then drop me a line!