Mary Rose Liverani

A portrait of Mary Rose Liverani.

Mary Rose Liverani was until two years ago, an expatriate Glaswegian, living in Australia where her family emigrated when she was 13. She went on to read Arts-Economics at university in Sydney, married a Florentine and spent most of her working life as a feature writer for the Sydney press, focusing mainly on socio-economics and political subjects.

J. P. Majiedt

A portrait of J. P. Majiedt.

J. P. Majiedt has always been a writer. At school his language teachers often held up his essays as the ideal product and his university lecturers often marvelled at his writing prowess.

He submitted his first manuscript (Skull Hunters) at the age of fourteen. Rejection has never deterred him. He believed in his ability and always deemed himself to be in good company as far as his rejection went.

Pauline Taylor

A portrait of Pauline Taylor.

The author was born in a little mining village in South Yorkshire called Wath-upon-Dearne. She left school at fifteen and by the time she was twenty-seven was married with four children.

At the age of thirty-five her husband was taken ill and she was nearly a widow three times, and this moved her to follow one of her dreams and became a qualified nurse. She found it hard bringing up four children, working full time and looking after a sick husband, but she stayed strong through the ups and downs of the years to have a rich and rewarding family life.

Marilyn Swann

A portrait of Marilyn Swann.

Marilyn Swann grew up in Bexleyheath on the south-east edge of Greater London mostly during WWII.

She attended Woolwich Polytechnic School of Art but family conditions (and exams) put Art College out of the question.

A full time job in commercial art had to support her real job of painting.

A discerning public has bought some of her works, but not enough for her to paint full time. This had to wait until her retirement at the end of the twentieth century.

She now lives with her tortoise-shell cat in Gloucestershire.

Diane Richardson

A portrait of Diane Richardson.

Born originally in the North West, Diane Richardson has lived on the Hertfordshire border for 28 years. She enjoys writing and has been adding notes to many projects for years. As a single parent, with a demanding job, it has taken until now to bring these projects into fruition.

Rachel Lynch

A portrait of Rachel Lynch.

Rachel was a history teacher for over a decade and after having her family decided to become a personal trainer. Her husband's job as an Army officer has moved her family ten times in twelve years.

Rachel has been writing since she was a teenager but this is her first novel. She is now settled with her family near London after finally saying goodbye to army life.

Avril Flower

A portrait of Avril Flower.

Avril Flower was a teacher for 40 years of her married life. In her early married life, she spent the first seven years in Assam as the wife of her late tea planter husband Oliver. Since retirement she has written a bevy of books in Fiction, some based in Assam. She lives with her youngest son and his wife in Auckland, New Zealand, and with three bossy cats.

E. J. Lister

A portrait of E. J. Lister.

E. J. Lister enjoys writing stories that combine life experience with fiction. She claims that marriage, single parenthood, years of teaching and a dose of supervised counselling at MIND have provided the material. She likes to enter her poems and children's stories in literary competitions and rejoices that retirement allows time for creative productivity.

Crawford Cray

Crawford Cray began writing in 2008 after seventeen years as a secondary school teacher.

My second novel - Cyber (unpublished) - is a psychological thriller, based around internet dating and chat rooms. The story follows the plight of a teenage lad who becomes embroiled into the seedier side of the internet and how this impacts on his life and those around him. It is approximately 48,000 words and fully complete.

Jack Martindale

A portrait of Jack Martindale.

At the start of 2010 I incurred a very severe Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) whilst walking as an innocent pedestrian beside the A406 (North Circular) in North London. Confidently I can say that a brain injury is not something that I should even wish on my worst enemy.