From the Author
I have been interested in science fiction and space travel since a young boy. Growing up with the Apollo moon missions helped I suppose. In school, when asked to write fiction during English class, it was always science fiction for me. I never considered writing anything else. Fiction can take you anywhere, the limit is your imagination, but science fiction can take you so much further. To the stars and back!
I first took up the pen to write seriously in my early 20's, and wrote scores of short stories, one of which was publish in a local newsletter. I am originally from the UK, having emigrated to Australia's Gold Coast in 2007 with my wife and two children.
I write whenever I can, and do not believe in writer's block. Bombs Away is my current book, following on directly from Harry Watt, Bounty Hunter. I'm hard at work on the follow up, as well as a collection of short stories. So stay tuned.
I love to write, but just as important to me is the feedback I receive from my readers. I am always available to answer any questions, so feel free to ask anything, or even post a review, good or bad.
My best wishes,
From the Inside Flap
Harry felt that now was as good a time as any to activate his emergency transponder, so at the very least his colleagues would know where to pick up his body. For Harry Watt stood on the brink, his eyes closed for a moment while he contemplated a vivid sense of death. He opened them to gaze at the darkened vista before him, his breath rasping in his helmet. He heard a noise behind him, sensing the movement of the man who would kill him. He waited, his back to his enemy, for that final breath to come. The voice, therefore, surprised him. "Your move Harry," it said. "Either you jump or I shoot. Your choice buddy." Harry couldn't help but grin. Either option didn't really matter. His exertions during his sprint through the passage meant he was pretty much out of oxygen anyway. Even the suit's AI voice had given up telling him how dire his predicament was. He turned his head slightly and looked down, as if straining to hear something. He looked up again at the broken and rugged landscape, the deep black sky with the endless display of stars stretching out before him. He kicked at the dust and watched as the shower of tiny pebbles took an age to roll off the edge and disappear into the bottomless chasm before him. How the hell did I get here? How did it come to this?