Alistair Canlin

It was raining the day it happened, the day everything changed, the day the world changed forever, the day I was born. A monumental moment you may say, well if you believe my Mum I was born asleep, smacked by the doctor I cried once then fell asleep again. Start as you mean to go on I say.
The early years are a blur, apparently a beautiful baby I used to carry a plastic hammer with me everywhere, then when somebody peered into the pram I would proceed to smack them with the hammer. Oh those were the days.
The teenage years were forgettable, full of rejection and loneliness (no point in feeling sorry now, the scars are what made me me)
Education came and went, yet more failure, then came work. Oh how time flies when you're having fun (I think I may have mistaken the word fun for another one)
During all this time I had a dream, an ambition, an aim to turn my daydreaming into something real. So I turned to writing, Novels, Short Stories, Screenplays, anything to get those dreams out there, to make something of myself.
With your help those dreams could come true.
Help make my Mum proud.
Cheers Munchkins