Bio

J. P. Harrison grew up on the west border of Surrey, sandwiched between the idyllic towns of Farnham and Guildford.

His main interests are film and literature with a firm leaning towards the abstract and the uncanny. Throughout his childhood — and well into his adulthood — London became a place to be feared and avoided at all costs. Little did he know that his career in digital media and post-production would ultimately lead him to settle down in the big and scary city and leave behind the quiet and cosy life in the home counties.

He quickly learned that London isn't quite as bad as it's made out to be and grew to love the place. He met his partner there and forged a great deal of new friendships, as well as rekindling old ones with friends that had made the daunting move long before him.

For five years, J. P. Harrison shared a flat in north London with a slew of people from all over the world — Albanians, Italians, Spaniards, Brazilians, Indians, Pakistanis, Romanians, Anatolians, to name but a few. There were some happy memories, even laughter at times. There were also foul smells, thievery, mould and decay, overfilled bins, blaring bass, unusually long showers, unflushed toilets, and even death.

J. P. Harrison looks back on those memories with fondness and appreciation.

A fond memory of his was sending abhorrent soundscapes — layering a variety of sound effects queued up on his laptop, playing underneath an obscene recording of his own voice — as voice messages to his friends on Xbox Live in his school days. He took the highest delight in imagining his peers' reaction upon listening to those unsolicited invasions of their ears.

Now, he lives near Notting Hill and fervently relays this fact to anyone who looks like they might want to know, regardless of whether they have asked him or not.

The author has only just begun down his path as a published writer and goes down it gleefully with much excitement for sharing his words with the world.