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The Work of Rod Madocks   Novelist and short story writer

Rod Madocks

Who am I? : I'm a nobody, an embarrassment to a forward-looking society, a scurrilous minor writer.  I'm dealing in a dying trade as books are being produced at a great rate in these post-literate times but they are being read less and less. Despite this grim situation, I live, writhe, fulminate and continue to write. It's pretty much the only thing I can do  and I'm resolved on going down with the ship. I've 'self-actualised' to borrow a tacky term from the therapy industry. . I've embraced the fact that I'm a recusant, a rejecter of the modern myths and delusions that people live by nowadays.  I prefer to dig down to the goetic dark places where fragments of the old gods lie. 

 If you really want facts- I was born in Broken Hill, Northern Rhodesia.  Neither the place nor the country exists by that name  any longer.  Came to England after a 1950s childhood spent in remote African settlements and military-style boarding school. Stumbled into a red brick university with minimal qualifications to read English and American literature. Woke up to an awareness of literature and ideas and to a world where the young were in ferment. Travelled to France and lived in a commune near Nice. Went to a Texas university in post-Vietnam US, teaching and studying for research degree in literature.

Returned to England and have lived there ever since. Completed PhD on work of Nabokov, funded research by working nights in petrol stations then abandoned the academic world and worked through the 80s as a professional gardener, arborist and furniture restorer. At night, hung out in the club scene, supported self by writing magazine articles and doing translations under a variety of names. 

Studied hypnotherapy and psychoanalytic texts. Started to work in the field of mental health and received training in community work and therapeutics. Worked for 20 years in senior clinical roles in acute mental health and forensic mental health including two years at a High Secure Hospital. 

I think I'll get my cat Spider to speak for me in future. like Hoffmann's Kater Murr or the great Russian poet Vladislav Khodasevich's feline "friends and inspirers." I think Spider would say , "The truth is on the wind, Catch it as it flies."

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