Ben Adams

Like a lot of people, Ben went to school, then college and eventually grew up and got a responsible job, a house and a family.

And then his mid-life crisis kicked in.

Realising that life was in danger of becoming all too serious, Ben started writing. Not in the way that Forest Gump started running, but at least he started.

He wrote on steamed up mirrors in the bathroom to make his children smile. Eventually he graduated to making up stories to entertain his kids at bed-time.

For some reason his boys didn’t seem interested in his tales of every-day life, relationships, family, trauma, farce and the occasional bit of debauchery. His 12 year old son told him that he preferred JK someone or other.

Following his short-lived career as a children’s author, Ben now concentrates on writing stories for grown-ups. He writes for people who have lived, loved, worked, strived and suffered – people like himself. People like you.

He has a gift for finding humour where others just find pain; and also for finding pain where others find humour.

Ben lives in southwest London with his two boys, his dog and his constant stream of girlfriends. He dreams a lot too.