Dave Farmer escaped the crowded industry of the West Midlands, England, in 1999 and has enjoyed the big skies and open country of rural Cambridgeshire every day since. Although his Midland accent has softened he still refuses to pronounce it ‘parth’ and ‘barth’ because it doesn’t feel right in his mouth.
He works in Human Resources, which he insists is more exciting than people realise, yet his true passion lies with telling stories. The Range was born out of his love for all things zombie and apocalyptic, coupled with what true friendship really means to him.
When not writing he resumes the hunt for the perfect sandwich, capturing dying moments of a golden sunset, playing with the family dogs, or exploring strange new virtual worlds.
The subject of how to survive the end of days, should it ever happen, is a frequent talking point around the dinner table.
And yes, Cambridge is as posh as everyone thinks.
Writing is a funny game.
That’s the book cover bio blurb out-of-the-way. Now it’s just you and I. Come closer, reader, and let’s get to know one another.
Aside from working on The Range I thrive on connecting with you, dear blog reader, and try to post at least once a week, real life issues pending. When not working, writing or blogging I spend quality time with family, friends and other monsters from video games and MMO’s.
It’s my nature to create stories, characters and worlds.
I won’t do the patronising thing and insist that a writer and the common folk see different worlds because that means jack shit. We all see the world differently. Our senses are tuned to receive input and measuring one’s experiences against another’s is nought but folly.
I write because I must. If the world crumbled away, and every computer, pen, pencil, paint, canvas, paper etc vanished, I’d scrawl my words in blood across the rocks because my inner writer can’t keep the stories dammed up forever.
Maybe one day I’ll see my book in a store. If that day comes and you, dear blog reader, happen to notice someone next to you, grinning like a loony, don’t be worried, it’s just me and my proud smile saying: “How ya doin dear book reader! I wrote that one!”
The background bit.
In High School, early 90’s, I wrote a book on my dad’s Apricot computer. You heard right, Apricot not Apple. I was into fantasy novels, The Lord of the Rings, Shannara, Magician, Terry Pratchett and so on, and my idea of a good story had to centre around elves, dark v light magic, epic battles, magical trinkets and every other fantasy concept I could lay my imagination on.
My first book was titled Wish and stretched, surprisingly, to around 90,000 words. When I think about it that’s quite an achievement for a 14-16-year-old. Especially since I spent a great deal of time with my friends, mountain biking, 10 pin bowling, playing football, building dens and roaming about – idyllic stuff you could say.
In my late teens I joined a local writers circle with my dad. I gained an insight into what the “craft” of writing meant. There were some outlandish characters gathered around the table each week and I’m grateful for what they taught me.
During my late teens and early 20’s I penned a range of novellas (10,000 to 30,000 word short stories) that covered various topics – sci-fi, action and adventure stuff mostly. They served as the foundations of my own craft.
My life up to my mid 20’s was kinda weird for reasons I won’t go into here, but I never stopped writing. I left behind the world of fantasy and found my funny bone. On a Commodore Amiga 500 I wrote a second novel called Unreal, a sci-fi parody. That went through half a dozen drafts before I grew weary of looking at the same words. The manuscript now sits in a file in a box somewhere, forgotten and lonely.
The more recent bit.
For a long time I’d wanted to write about a specific genre and in Summer 2011 I stopped mucking about with short stories and began writing grown up stuff.
I’m fascinated by zombies and apocalypse stories. With The Range I wanted my characters to behave like normal everyday people, not like in movies or books where the main characters suddenly know how to use guns and can hack off zombie heads like they’re made of paper.
I should point out there aren’t technically any zombies in The Range. Well…maybe, you’ll have to make that decision when you read it.
I wanted realism.
What if there were no guns? Would you really be able to kill someone if they were infected with a deadly virus? What if you can’t or won’t fight? Where would you run to? Do you stand by your friends no matter what danger faces you?
The Range is about real people making real choices.
There will be 3 books in the Bloodwalker Legacy series – The Range, The Holt and The Retreat.
I’ve never been happier with my writing than right now. Even as I write this I have a smile on my face!
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