Back in the mists of time, I was sitting at dinner with a bunch of friends bemoaning the terrible state of the publishing industry and the miserable lot of the writer. Like you do. One of our number piped up ‘Why don’t you write an erotic novel? I know a publisher who’s crying out for them, and they even pay’. Thus inspired I went home and tossed off The Low Road, a ‘reworking’, shall we say, of RLS’s Kidnapped (which I already consider to be one of the most erotic books ever written). It was published and quickly sold out, and more was wanted. I went on to write loads more novels under the name James Lear. (At the time, I was earning most of my living from the BBC, and I guessed they wouldn’t take too kindly to one of their employers turning literary tricks in this way.)
Over the years, James Lear has taken on a life of his own. The books keep on selling – particularly the ‘Mitch Mitchell’ novels (The Back Passage, The Secret Tunnel, A Sticky End, The Sun Goes Down), about a sexually robust detective in the 1920s, my homage to the novels of my idol, Agatha Christie. My other hero is Dan Stagg, who was introduced in 2013’s The Hardest Thing and had a second outing in 2015’s Straight Up. They’re all very much available in both print and digital form. You can get them all from Amazon UK or Amazon US.