A Sideways Glare at Contemporary Society
Before WD called himself a writer, he worked at a number of different jobs — from stacking lumber to interior design. He studied English at UBC and creative writing at ASU (where one of his teachers, Rita Dove, taught him the importance of the tale.) He has written for radio, magazines and newspapers, but never television. He’s published both fiction and nonfiction in Great Britain and the US. He thinks he reads French passably, is working on his Dutch and speaks enough Spanish to get from A to B and find the toilet. He has interviewed John Cleese, Peter Ustinov, Margaret Drabble, Kenneth Branagh and enough other famous people to make him a hopeless name dropper. His not-so-secret passions are history and trivia, and he has never lost a game of Trivial Pursuit — although he did come 4th one drunken Quiz Night at the Uxbridge in Notting Hill, London. He lives on the Pacific Ocean — but not close enough to see the water. He recently published a book of Short Stories called The Woman In The Window. These days he spends his time working diligently on a novel, No Safe Harbors (a Dreyfus and Emily adventure.) It’s a wonderful life, and he has only one regret: he can’t type faster.
The chronicles of a society that’s on its way to either a cool new Renaissance, that will be way better than the last one, or another Dark Age, so desolate it’s gonna make Mordor look like recreational property. (Me, I’m cheering for the Renaissance — duh!) But a writer writes. That’s his job, so there’s other stuff here, as well. History, trivia, cool stuff you didn’t know, stuff you’ve forgotten, stuff you remember, stuff you wish you could forget — and fiction — some really good, entertaining and thought provoking fiction.
As our society races down history’s highway with no sign of slowing down for either potholes or pedestrians, somebody needs to apply the brakes every once in a while — if for no other reason than to take a deep breath and say WTF is going on here. That would be me. I believe many of the absurdities of contemporary life are so hilarious they need to be chronicled. Honestly, future generations are never going to believe half this crap. There needs to be a record. And if I get to spread a few grins around on the way, so much the better.
Now the legal stuff
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