We are in Southport for a few days so posts may be sporadic. It isn’t my favourite place for many complicated reasons but at the far end of the pier is a penny arcade. You change modern ten pence pieces into old pennies and travel back to a far more innocent time. Apart from the machine with the pictures of Japanese pearl divers.
About Dad Who Writes (Gabriel)
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I'm Gabriel M. Clarke. I write fantasy for YA upwards (and downwards) and wrestle with being a working dad. There's more on the 'About' page.
There's an email address involving gabrielmclarke and gmail and a dotcom.
"When I was younger I was a cobra
in every case I wanted to be cool
Now that I'm older and sub-space is colder
I just want to say something true" (D.C. Berman)
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