About Richard Myerscough - The Author
Born in Brantford, Ontario, Richard currently resides in Sydney Forks, Nova Scotia Canada. With a passion for research, genetics and wilderness survival, the batblood series has enabled him to use his creative talents to get his readers out of their comfy chairs and immersed in the vast Canadian wilderness, even if it is only in their minds.
Believing that humans are only animals that happen to be on top of the food chain, his writing is not for the timid and/or squeamish. He also believes that all intelligent animals have feelings and many can not only mourn the loss of a child or spouse like we do, but can remember who or what caused it.
Like a lot of writers he enjoys his solitude. In his spare time, if he is not writing he enjoys peaceful, quiet activities, like sailing, canoeing, gardening, camping and soaking in the beauty of nature.
His two inquisitive children (Marquis and Claraicy) helped fuel his creative juices with their questions. Instead of reading stories to them, they insisted that he make them up on the spot using unrelated topics and unusual characters (like teddy bears, monkeys, wolfs, cats and goats). This gave him the mental skills and flexibility he needed to write. As his children grew and got interested in horror, his stories got darker and more surreal. Having written and told stories most of his life, he felt that it was time that others had the chance to enjoy them, and get a glimpse of the strange world rattling around inside of his mind.
Believing that humans are only animals that happen to be on top of the food chain, his writing is not for the timid and/or squeamish. He also believes that all intelligent animals have feelings and many can not only mourn the loss of a child or spouse like we do, but can remember who or what caused it.
Like a lot of writers he enjoys his solitude. In his spare time, if he is not writing he enjoys peaceful, quiet activities, like sailing, canoeing, gardening, camping and soaking in the beauty of nature.
His two inquisitive children (Marquis and Claraicy) helped fuel his creative juices with their questions. Instead of reading stories to them, they insisted that he make them up on the spot using unrelated topics and unusual characters (like teddy bears, monkeys, wolfs, cats and goats). This gave him the mental skills and flexibility he needed to write. As his children grew and got interested in horror, his stories got darker and more surreal. Having written and told stories most of his life, he felt that it was time that others had the chance to enjoy them, and get a glimpse of the strange world rattling around inside of his mind.