Well a year and a half of travel blogs were succeeded by a first novel that is objectively shit. This brought the realisation that sitting alone at a desk fighting with words was not enough. I was writing in the dark, still scared of commas and without co-conspirators with whom to learn and grow. I went in search of the writing community and after a series of fortunate events involving a kindly poet, a motivational novelist and an encouraging nudge from one of Belfasts top script writers, I began studying a Masters in Creative writing.

Queens University Belfast and the Seamus Heaney Centre gave me a home and apostrophes lost their fear factor. I’ve since appeared in print, on radio, in newspapers and was a pixie’s whisker from making my first short film and that script lies in wait. Not only are words no longer a terror but my own words are beginning to make their in the world.

And that’s me up to nai, the story runs on but please see left (or above if your on your phone) for works published thus far, and direct yourself to the bottom of the page for contact information.