Welcome to my little blot on the webscape.
After moving to London at eighteen and flitting about for far too long, I finally settled as blissy as can be, by the sea. ‘Twas here that my castaway dreams resurfaced and I began to write. A lot. After realizing that I now felt able to allow my innermost self a voice. In truth, my books are better at being me than I’ve ever been. My one hope now is that someone, somewhere, will enjoy the misadventures of my miscreants as much as I adore writing them.
‘Some dreams seem too daft to ever believe into being, so we hug them to our hearts, for fear the world might scoff if we share them. Never let go…cos if you dare t’dream as doggedly as you doubt, then y’might just wake to a day so bedazzling, you feel sure you must’ve rustled it up yourself…’
– Daniel Flynn-Carter