When it comes to me talking about me and my books I’m a disaster! Do I mention being abandoned in the African bush with a 9 week old baby? That I’ve lived in 8 countries, in a mansion, a one bed flat and on a boat? Meeting kings, presidents and peasants? Earning my living by writing after I got fired from my teaching post? Or what about that live radio broadcast with a bayonet digging into my neck? I could tell you about running my own video production company, and tales about some of the famous people I’ve worked with. The problem is there is so much it took 3 books to put it all down on paper and that’s only the bits I remember. Then followed four more fiction books. I’m not sure if I’m a clever multi-genre writer or a schizophrenic.
I’m retired now. No, I’m only pretending working 24/7 writing books and trying to sell the wretched things. Once I make the first million or five, I’ll be off sailing round the world scribbling more books on my mega yacht.