Failing to find a place on the space programme – to boldy go – I turned my vision inwards to a study of psychology and exploration of spirituality. This encouraged an outward journey to explore this world, its peoples, its beliefs, but mostly its pasts. From this exploration, I returned with the core of my writing.
Now I invite you to explore other ways, other times, and other worlds with me.
For the more mundane minded: As a shy child with a speech problem, the written word came as a release, enabling me to express myself without being asked, ‘Eh? What did you say? Say again?’ I wrote my first ‘proper’ story when I was nine. A gothic offering to scare my friends. Since then, there’s been scarcely a day when I haven’t been busy writing. Novels. The short story form doesn’t appeal to me, although over recent months I have posted micro-fiction on my website.
In my early teens, I visited Grimes Graves, the Neolithic flint mines in Breckland, Norfolk. The following summer, I visited Stonehenge in Wiltshire. And thus began a lifelong interest in the archaeology of prehistory. The study of myths and legends seemed a natural progression, and thus on to linguistics (despite my inability to pronounce the words).
Resident in Norfolk where my roots dig deep, my regular rambles into the surrounding countryside provides balance to the cerebral… and ample subjects for my camera. A few of my photos I post at crispinakemp.com along with micro-fiction, poetry, and updates on the novel writing.
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