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Summoner
of Basingstoke Book I |
There is no Book II |
Return
of the wardmaster Book III |
Outlaws
are optional Book IV |
| David Mosey has worked as a draughtsman, pilot, gravedigger, academic, technical writer and safety analyst. English-born and educated, somehow he wound up in the Canadian nuclear power industry. He started off as a technical writer, then became a public information officer just in time for the Three Mile Island accident. The subsequent precipitous decline in public acceptance of nuclear energy convinced his employer to move him somewhere else as soon as possible, and he was transferred to the nuclear safety area. In 1990 he published Reactor Accidents: Nuclear Safety and the Role of Institutional Failure (Butterworth Scientific), a book which analysed the role played by organisational and management culture in serious nuclear accidents. The Cruickshank Chronicles started when David´s ten-year-old son, Peter, went away to school for a year in Nova Scotia. A devotee of swords and sorcery literature, Peter asked his father to write him a story featuring, among other things, a cigar-smoking dragon. That was the first of the Chronicles, The Summoner of Basingstoke. David continued writing comic fantasy as a sort of intellectual rearguard action against the encroachments of a sub-literate, venal, sleazily expedient corporate culture. David´s exposure to the block-headed vagaries of computer software, and the vulnerable complexities of nuclear reactor control, stimulated the concept of the magic system he uses in the Chronicles: very powerful, fiendishly complex and all too vulnerable to human error. And absolutely not to be relied upon. Now living in Lunenburg on Canada´s east coast, David works as an occasional plumber´s mate and carpenter. On other occasions, he writes, messes about in boats or haunts the town´s second-hand bookshop. He will be frequently found in the local pub where he plays darts with more enthusiasm than accuracy. |