Anthony was born in 1982 in the northeast of England and is still there. At the age of 7 he was told he should see a school psychiatrist to help overcome his irrational need to run around the corridors like a lunatic fruitcase and to quell his overactive imagination. Thankfully it never happened, and was seen to be nothing but bullshit. Every healthy child of 7 should run around corridors like a lunatic fruitcase and should be allowed to enact their youthful fantasies of dragons, chases and intergallactic confrontation. It is when they still do it at the age of 30 that some medical help should be considered - although only lightly. After leaving school with a large handful of GCSEs, wrapped neatly in an elastic band to be thrown in a box and buried later, Anthony went on to avoid college in favour of doing some "real work". On becoming employed it turned out that in a good job there is no such thing as "real work". "Real work" consists of playing the game, getting the work done in the shortest time to allow more time for fooling around, and including the word fuck in as many conversations as possible. At the turn of the millennium, a three year stint of depression gave Anthony ample opportunity to sit down and write for eight or nine hours a day. As he wanted to be an author since the age of 12, this was something of a bonus in the grand scheme of things. After three years and over 200,000 written words, he had two complete pieces of shite under the guise of novels, 165 ideas for other stories, a better understanding of how to write a good novel rather than a bad one, and a serious dose of writers cramp. In 2003, Anthony began "real work" again. As well as giving him more cash than the 6p a week the government had been paying him for the last 3 years, it led him to encounter the person who would become a best friend, constant source of inspiration, and had the most infectious personality ever seen on the right side of insanity. It also offered some unexected opportunities. There was a monthly article in the company newsletter, which he would years later take over as sole writer for and create something of an abstract piece that stood along site management updates as an "Alternative" News Letter. Having read the books of Stephen King and James Herbert since the age of 12, a chance encounter with "Cujo" being the first, the horror genre became an immediate subject of choice. Although there were other writers and genres to be explored, they all seemed too mundane and too boring (later, the writer in him would come to realize that apart from every 70th page, horror novels are no different). Gradually, having exhausted the back catalogue of most popular horror writers, Anthony moved onto the close relative, the Crime novel. Dealing with the dark nature of the human mind rather than that of the supernatural, Crime novels appealed almost as strongly as those of demons and ghosts. Anthony has a personal library of over 1000 books in every genre from humour to horror to fantasy to thriller. His hobbies include cinema, rock music, playing guitar (almost) and writing songs and slumping in front of the TV. His true TV loves are every crime drama from "Wire in the Blood" to "Midsommer Murders", every comedy from "Only Fools and Horses" to "The Simpsons", and not so secretly "Eastenders". His heroes are few and far between, but those given honourable mention are working class hero Bruce Springsteen, rocker Meat Loaf and his long term writer Jim Steinman, and Billy Connolly - no man can make him laugh more.He is also a Sunderland AFC supporter for his sins. Having avoided the psychologist once, it was only fitting that Anthony should go onto study the subject earning a Diploma in Psychology. The lunatics are truely taking over the asylum. Anthony also has something of an acquired taste in collectibles. His wide array of oddities include a large collection of Gremlin replicas, eight Grim Reapers, t