Some years ago, while moving house and having packed everything except the essentials (computer, bed, toaster, pencil case) my story was rejected by 'Postcards From Hell' in the US. It just so happened that two of their chosen writers were local pals Andrew C Ferguson (The Cabinet of Dr Calamari) and Hannu Rajaniemi (Satan's Typist), so I offered to do them a doodle for their postcards. I inked ideas for drawings onto scraps of card, then scanned and emailed, but the publisher bought them on the spot as they were, and asked me to do the artwork for the lead story 'Dark Wine' too.
You should see the ink I get through. In my defence I'm stuck in bed a lot of the time, b)I don't have access to a huge sculpture workshop, c) I'm short of year-round nudes and d) I don't have to check my spelling if I draw the idea rather than write it. Handy at 4am.
So I spose I'm inadvertantly a reluctant sort of illustrator by accident in disguise. Ninja sketcher. I don't mind showing you a couple more drawings now that you know my secret. Don't tell anyone.
This is from a set of fifteen angels:
You might recognise this angry faerie from Andrew C Ferguson's book 'The Secret of Scottish Football':
This is one of my 'festive' designs, exhibited as part of the Edinburgh arts collective KMSO, which also sells all of the exhibited artwork as prints and gift cards online:
I even do colour, about once a decade, as demonstrated here in the chart of the Scottish St Ayles skiff fleet of summer 2011:
I helped build one of those boats.