David Mosey
A transplanted Englishman, David Mosey hovers on the edge of unreality, an effect in search of a cause. He writes comic fantasy as a rearguard action against the sub-literate, venal sleazily expedient corporate culture that pervades the twenty-first century. Aside from that, he’s a perfectly reasonable sort of chap who enjoys a few pints down at the local pub where he plays darts with more enthusiasm than accuracy.
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