I'm a middle aged, white male, pretty boring so far I know.  But have always had a nagging desire to write a book since my teens. I grew up in rural northern New South Wales and have lived and worked in remote and regional areas through out Queensland and the Northern Territory, until returning to my roots and raising a family.

For the last five years I have been creating this work, and still have a lot of self doubts about it. Snippets of course have been around my own experiences, but I try to make it original as possible.

I have always read science fiction and have a predisposition for apocalyptic and dystopian stories, and this is my humble attempt at one.

So to who ever takes time to read a chapter or two I thank you, and I hope you have the courage and patience to press on with it. I have completed the story in draft form and will be releasing chapters from the first half once every week. The conclusion will be painfully typed up from a stack of hand written exercise books under my bed depending on how the first half goes. But even then I will probably do it because I get a bit of a buzz out of doing it.

Likes. My wife and kids.
             Friends, and workmates
             Sport.
             Animals.
             Where I live.
             That I'm still alive.

Dislikes.  My job.
                   Excuses.
                   Political ideology of any persuasion.
                   Ignorance.
                   That I still like smoking.