Welcome to the Author’s page of Stephen M Davis

Stephen M Davis
Born 1957, East London.

Stephen Davis (81)

Growing up in the East End of London had its ups and downs.   Still struggling to recover from WW2, austerity was high on the agenda. My grandfather grew fruit, vegetables, had ducks and chickens, all of which served as the main-stay of our diet.  A glass of orange squash on a Sunday was the week’s highlight – poor-me. Far from it, I loved every minute. Even at 5-years-old, I would stay out ‘til it got dark, and felt safe, because I was. I learnt to appreciate the smallest of things, and to get my energy from the environment, rather than other people. I learnt respect and discipline from both my grandfather who worked on the River Thames, and my father who was in the military police. The only down side was my mother’s illness – schizophrenia and alcoholism – bless her.

At the age of 12, and with my mother permanently hospitalised, my father moved me to rural Essex. This was a good time for me, until the age of 16, when I was in a horrid house fire. It was suggested by the doctors, that my life hung in the balance, and so it proved. On the fourth day, for nine minutes, I was on the other-side. Hey, I was 16 and wasn’t ready to go yet, having too much to do and achieve.

This incident changed my view and prospective on everything. I did okay at school. I loved drawing and with the help of my art tutor, gained a place in St John Cass Royal School of Art studying graphic communication and typography. I went on to become a graphic artist, something I detested, feeling I was prostituting a God-given ability.  I loved art, but hated drawing what other people wanted.  A relative, who worked for Royal Mail suggested I joined him, as shift work would allow me time to paint whatever I wanted.  I did, and it gave me a regular income, freeing me to paint what I wanted to paint. My art has been described as a cross between Dali and Disney, similar to the rock album covers of the 70s.

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Thirty-two years later, I was fortunate enough to retire early from a senior Royal Mail managerial position. Although I have never stopped painting, my artistic temperament was about to show its face in another unexpected way.

Now retired, I decided to write a book.  Ha, being a ‘bloke’ I thought let’s write a sci-fi book, ‘coz that’s what blokes do. I struggled with this, and although I completed it, was never comfortable with this genre. I am not surprised that it resulted in the usual ‘auto, thanks but no thanks,’ from literary agents. This though, sent me on a mission to get it right.

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After a lot of floating around in literary oblivion, I eventually found my voice.  Unbeknown to me, Rebecca was there all along, waiting for me to find her.  With her, came my voice, lead, story, and genre.  It has subsequently been suggested that I write with a feminine influence. I don’t mind that tag, as it’s probably true.

They say that everyone has a book in them, and so it seems, with eight million independently published novels available on Amazon.  I once read an author suggest it took them 20-years to become an overnight success, and I get that.

Amazon has opened the door for aspiring authors, without prejudice or opinion.

I have recently been invited to attend the 2019 BBC’s (British Broadcasting Company) prestigious Essex Book Festival.  Seems I am doing something right.

So, please let me know your views.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. SteveD

I have three novels available, with a fourth near completion.

Rebecca & the Spiral Staircase Volume 1

Rebecca – A Way Back Volume 2

Rebecca’s Book of Fairies, Pixies, Elves & other Amazing Things

Rebecca – Beyond All Reason Volume 3 (available soon)

Link to my novels:

 

 

 

 


3 thoughts on “Welcome to the Author’s page of Stephen M Davis

  1. This such an enticing introduction to both you and Rebecca. I can’t wait to get my copy, Steve. Your talent is unbelievable.

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