dreamwork
Pilot, atomic physicist/cosmologist, jockey (national hunt), folk singer, writer: I was always determined to have the job of my dreams & avoid all the real ones. If you’d asked me between five & twenty years old what my dream job was, it would have been one of the five above. Four of them required talents I turned out not to possess, & didn’t survive contact with the reality principle. By the time I was twenty, writing was the only option left. Luckily I had come pre-loaded with all the necessary talents & tendencies for that. I stared out the window a lot, read furiously, wouldn’t take life advice or direction, & could manage temporal shifts in a complex Victorian sentence by classic parsing. I had written my first adventure novel, a 20 page hymn to Mickey Spillane & the Golden Amazon, at thirteen.