Email: evanwoods1@protonmail.com
Theoretically, I’m retired. In my career I’ve been a magazine producer, sub-editor, artworker, designer and occasional cartoonist/illustrator. I’ve worked for publishers, advertising agencies and PR firms. I have also been a feature writer (or content creator if you prefer) & blurb writer in obscure corners of the music business. Nowadays I amuse myself writing fiction.
My science fiction style is influenced by the scientifically suspect ‘Golden Age’ sci-fi and I take a similar approach by not allowing technical accuracy to get in my way. The crime and horror stories stem from a lifetime of watching old Hammer and Amicus films.
As for having anything published, that would be nice. I live in hope. Professional critiques are welcome if anyone has the time or interest. My stories cover a range of styles and genres, one day I might narrow it down but for now hopefully there’s some all-round entertainment to be had.
My tales don’t really explore the heights the human condition, they are just stories. Good enough to pass the time while waiting for a train and sometimes that’s all a person wants. The weirder, more grisly ones can be said to plumb depths because of their disturbing content or, as in the case of the verse in Contraterrene, are creepy and even appalling. If a reader feels disturbed then so far as I’m concerned, 1/ you were warned and 2/ that’s a bullseye, I’ve reached you.
I intend to continue punishing readers with my scribbles until I forget what toilet paper is for and go shopping in Tesco naked. There’s a tiny voice urging me to do that now. As Edina Monsoon would say, shit PR is still PR.