I was born in Newcastle on Halloween, an auspicious date which may go some way towards explaining my lifelong attraction to all things dark, mysterious, and bumpy-in-the-night. After completing a beautifully useless Bachelor of Arts at Newcastle University, I moved to Melbourne where I lived for eighteen years before making the central Victorian town of Ballarat my home in early 2013.
I’ve made up stories my whole life, and have been writing them down in some form or another since my early teens. (Technically, it’s not called lying if you write them down.) My short fiction has been published in various magazines and anthologies, collecting all sorts of lovely and encouraging accolades along the way. My first novel, Madigan Mine, was published by Picador in July 2010.
Although I read widely and voraciously, I have particular passion for speculative fiction, especially that strange beast which has been variously labeled as gothic, horror, dark fantasy, or weird fiction. Not surprisingly, it’s also the sort of stuff I like to write.
My long involvement with the Australian spec fic community has led to friendships with some of the most brilliant, passionate and talented people I know, for which I’m profoundly grateful. It’s seen me run conventions, wax not-so-lyrical on discussion panels, edit magazines, write pseudonymous columns, and serve on enough committees to last a lifetime. Possibly. I’m a member of the Melbourne-based SuperNOVA writers group, an amazing bunch of fellow miscreants who help keep me honest and in front of my word processor. Most of the time, at least. I also produce and co-host a podcast called The Writer and the Critic with my dear friend Ian Mond, wherein we discuss books of a mostly spec fic stripe.
I am married to a fellow scribbler, the devilishly debonair Jason Nahrung. And yes, we share our home with the obligatory authorial cat as mandated by the writers guild.
Apart from writing and reading and other book-related-thingies, my near-obsessions include photography and travel, cemeteries and abandoned places, eavesdropping and people-watching. Plus chocolate and wine and cheese – dark and red and blue for preference – all of which make very nice gifts.
I’m just saying.