Author Spotlight ~ A. Zukowski

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A warm welcome to today’s Spotlight Author, A. Zukowski.

Thank you for joining us and sharing more about yourself.

A. Zukowski

Tell us a little about yourself.

I’ve lived in too many places to name, but I consider Manchester, UK, my home town. I grew up roaming the gay village, which was a red light district. They tried to clean it up, so it’s not that bad now. Later, I worked in London and studied screenwriting. After many more moves, I’ve come back to London where I’m based now.

What would people be most surprised to know about you?

Ah. If you meet me in person, you’ll think I’m totally, absolutely ordinary and boring. ^_^

How do you relax?

You know, that thing people do…

Do you have a favorite quote (either from your own books or one’s you’ve read)?

I’m with you in Rockland where we are great writers on the…

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Guest post@Because Two Men are Better than One

I’d drifted through the Dutch cities—Utrecht, Rotterdam, Amsterdam—sleeping in shelters and hostels. Before some of these places opened for the night, we’d waited in the train stations and sometimes on the streets. Heeft u geld? Drugs? It was foolhardy, but my eighteen-year-old self was fearless, and I live to tell the tale.

I wrote the story from those memories, of the people I’d lost. They’ve inspired me with their deep flaws, and their hope for love and acceptance.

Guest post+giveaway: http://wp.me/p3t48J-269davitydave_trainstalking

A tragedy

I thought about someone I knew today. Her name was Georgina Ellis and she used to be my neighbour in Manchester. Now, G was the daughter of Ruth Ellis, who was the last woman to hang in England, for a ‘crime of passion’. I remember Georgina died quite young. I looked her up, and yes, she was only 50. At least she died of a natural cause. Her half-brother, who also had a terrible upbringing, killed himself when he was only 37 after damaging his mum’s grave.
I was young. I didn’t exactly talk to my neighbour much, and she was busy running a massage parlour! All I can say is: what a tragedy.