(Returning) Clive Britton
I based my first novel ‘Some are evil’ on a period in my late twenties when my other identity first revealed itself. At the time, I thought it was the alcohol that caused me to stray from the boundaries of normality, and I’m sure it helped by suppressing the anxieties that might have stopped the – somewhat warped adventures from actually playing out.
The thing that did help the spirit inside me to immerge was the shelter from the stage; after all – we are but the actors in somebody else’s play… We have to live up to the identities on the script, but off stage – in a secret wilderness – away from the audience, anything is possible.
My childhood years were troubled… My father died when I was fifteen after a long battle with his demons, and my mother suffered from severe depression, I remember the worry of whether she would still be alive when I got home from school or if she had managed to play out the deed that she yearned for. I spent my early teenage years in a my-own depressed state.
