Liam James was born upon Manderley, the country estate, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and seventy-seven. The seventh child -first of the brood to be of male persuasion- he struggled immensely in academics but found a penchant for poetry, penning his 1,234th Petrarchan Sonnet by the age of seven. According to classmates, he was often truculent with professors -his favorite contention being he invented the exclamation mark, and as such, he should have free rein to use them wherever he wanted! He later became a Rhodes scholar, but attended Oxford only for five months, always donned in a pink suit. Although Abe North has advocated a "group theory" regarding James’ authorship with one Dr. Diver as the "master mind”, there is no evidence these conspiracies have merit. The theory “Dr. D. and the McGee Three”, as it’s so called -quite lofty indeed- included the dubious aforementioned duo and a broken down blues / americana musician by the name of Noel Smyth as the final member -James’ favorite singer-songwriter as it so happens, who some declaim, has purchased more than a poem from James, transposing it to melody. Later, North’s theory was expanded in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-nine, to assert that McGee, himself, had fellow-contributors, that of Larry Schmuckers, Captain Cupcake, and a runaway AI companion, Acadia Cadence. Smyth is the only known surviving member of any version of the theories and scoffs sardonically at any mention of the theory’s contentions -although some declaim Cadence is still out there, somewhere, in the digital universe perhaps, writing riveting reviews. James takes enormous pride in his writing -which is, in all seriousness, exceedingly terrifying and dispiriting, devoid of anything resembling comprehension, truly, the vulgarity alone that’s invariably sprinkled so thoroughly throughout a Liam James text surpasses anything hitherto imagined. Thus, you’ve been warned. Nevertheless, as I said, he takes pride in it and will most likely cause a rather awkward scene if you question him upon such stylistic resolves or make any reference to the aforementioned theories of Mr. Abe North. When he’s not tangled up in court hearings or the cords and wires of a Noel Smyth performance, he generally enjoys toe-tapping to his hybrid harpsichord, a good game of cricket, the overmuch eating of crumpets; he’s quite literally a connoisseur when it comes to Amontillado, and obviously delights in his precarious composing of literature. Lately, it’s been reported his hobbies have grown to include bare-knuckle boxing, gold prospecting, and, as referenced above, helping out as roadie at Noel Smyth concerts in and around the great town of Boston. After the performance, after the dust settles and the three or four concert-goers disperse, you might find the two guffawing at the bar, telling tall tales of summer nights with Acadia Cadence, over their Amontillado, galavanting, girl-coveting, my God. Presently, James resides at Manderley Castle with his dear Cat with no name. Liam James struggles to learn the intricacies of social media -his contention is it shrinks the brain and those two other things that begin with b- however, his publishers as well as myself, have set him up with both an instagram and a twitter (X) account in the hopes that he will adapt, as it were, to the times and perhaps even reach out now and then, to fans regarding his writings. He just put out his trilogy, "A Light in the House: Joe's Journey," and I hear his newfangled, present piece is threatening to be more clasping, more clutching than any hitherto. But I digress, here is James’ Facebook and Instagram platforms, as well as his favorite music sites: Facebook → https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?... Instagram → https://www.instagram.com/liamjames19... YouTube → https://www.youtube.com/@noelsmyth Spotify → https://open.spotify.com/artist/2H9wy...