David Barber lives in the UK. He used to be a scientist, then a teacher, now he’s free.
He started writing as a young man, which in hindsight was a mistake, and then started again recently. Being paid for a poem by Strange Horizons opened up possibilities. He framed the cheque.
The only thing he’s learned this time round is he can’t write fantasy. Also at some point you have to stop meddling and let it go. A bit like children.
Perhaps twenty years from now he’ll frown on this too.
Read his work in Altered Reality Magazine:
Tuesdays in Heaven
Fire & Ice
Anglish, Late Flowering, Fictional Mode
Morgan and the Wildfire Meme
The Settee & The Stairs
Ghosts in the Machines
A Night In, Shinning Armour