THE DAVID PRICE CYBERSPACE EXPERIENCE
DIAMOND DAI'S PHOTOCALL
DIAMOND DAI'S FICTION
DAIMOND DAI'S DIARY
DIAMOND DAI'S ACQUAINTANCES
I was born in the swinging sixties in the not-so swinging Cardiff; the youngest son of Nancy and Louis (who sadly passed away in 1975) I had a modest education in a village called Radyr, before going to work in the Nantgarw collery in 1979. I transferred to Taff Merthyr in 1986, was made redundant in 1990, and haven't had an interesting job ever since. Height: 5ft 11. Weight: don't ask!
CAMBRENSIS MAGAZINE
SUE PHILLIPS
MARK WEST
WHISPERS OF WICKEDNESS
I am, of course, a writer (the day job if far too mundane to discuss here!), and it is almost a given that every enthusiastic scribbler should have a website. Some years ago, in the editorial of a magazine I was editing called TALES OF THE GROTESQUE & ARABESQUE, I referred to the Internet as 'that vile, creative plague. How quickly I changed my tune, and now I have grabbed a piece of cyberspace for myself. Welcome to the 21st century!
In 1997, when I was just starting up a print magazine called TALES OF THE GROTESQUE & ARABESQUE, I received an invitation from John B. Ford. He was putting together a little gathering, in Manchester, and wondered if I'd be interested in attending. Would I ever, for all the writers, at that time, were just names to me. On a bleak November day I travelled down and met The Fordster, Simon Bestwick, Derek M Fox, Paul Finch, P C Attaway, Robert Gill, Kim Padgett Clark, Gary Greenwood, Paul Bradshaw, and quite a few others. I had a whale of a time, and as I made my way back to the station, I remember thinking 'What a great bunch, I hope that's not the last I ever see of them'. And of course, it wasn't. This website is dedicated to all the scribes who have made the independent press such great fun to be involved with over the last few years.
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