I began writing as a teenager and spent hour upon hour within my room composing short stories and novels through a variety of genres. They were dreadful.  But I believe they shaped who I am. At sixteen, I received my first rejection slip that I retain to this day. I was so very, very proud. 

Common sense prevailed and I waved goodbye to my dreams of a journalistic career to study the sciences at two university institutions and finally began work as a clinical Optometrist.

During the next quarter century, I found myself naturally veering off course away from clinical work towards academic teaching, finally returning full circle to carve a niche as an author, editor and presenter, albeit within my chosen profession.

I currently run my own business in Rural England, accompanied by one dog, a bookworm, another would-be future particle physicist and a superhero. We don't do goldfish. We killed the last one. 

For me a good read is in the development of the story, the way the author engages with the reader, the twists and turns the story takes and the shocks and surprises that ultimately make it a compelling read.  

So, the Circle of Twelve?  A fantasy.. Not more goblins, surely?

First, has this story been done before? Well yes, it probably has been, in some format or another.  However the Ancient Greeks inspired the Romans and their mythologies, Gods and legends, similar as they may be, are both equally as engaging. A poor comparison with my literary universe perhaps, but I have aspirations. In my story boy already knows girl, throw in a split in the world, add in a few magical books and stones, a visually  impaired dragon, several sword fights, a long lost city (there's always one of those) and some two-thousand-year-old grumpy pirates and there you have it. It's an adventure - one dragon doesn't make it a fantasy. There's no goblins. I so don't do those.  

Imagination is everything... and I have an abundance of that.
With pending gratitude, or something similar..