I was born on a cold December night, in the dying moments of 1984. The youngest of 5, I learned to walk, talk, read and write in Navan, Co.Meath, Ireland.
At the age of 10, I bought a copy of Bram Stoker’s ‘Dracula’. It was the first book I’d ever purchased and the first novel I’d read of my own volition.
What I discovered in those pages sparked a love of literature and set me on a path along which I have encountered thousands of diverse characters and travelled to a multitude of times and places.
Charles Dickens and Stephen King, amongst many others, were able to teach me more than school ever could, and so I severed my ties with the world of education at the age of 15.
In the last fifteen years I have tried my hand at numerous jobs in both Ireland and England, but my restless mind and wandering thoughts, as much as, if not more so, than my lack of further education, have kept me transient.
I have an unyielding love for Manchester United and the music of R.E.M..
I now reside in Kells, Co.Meath, with my fiancée Cara.
My copy of ‘Dracula’ still resides in my bookcase. Like myself, in the last twenty years it has been picked up and dropped. Battered and torn. Lost and found. But it still retains the ability to inspire and transfix me. I only hope my own writing can do the same for somebody, somewhere, sometime.