Nick Watkinson runs a small writing group between the moors in West Devon, where he has lived for a decade. While his work moved from factory to field to school and playground, his writing remained his first and truest love. When he’s not teaching English as a foreign language, he reads too much, too fast, and enjoys the company of a menagerie of cats, a dog, horses and ducks on a windswept hill overlooking a patchwork valley.
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