"I live small and dream big"
Allan Parry
About Me
You could say I've arrived late to the author scene. I spent way too much of my youth thinking English was not important. One thing I did love was stories. Dungeons and Dragons got me hooked on story telling and from there I picked up creative writing.
Shy by nature, I struggled to find the courage to put myself out there. But now, whenever someone reads and talks to me about my work I am thrilled. I have worked very hard to deliver meaningful stories that connect with people.
When I'm not working full time, or busy writing, you'll find me walking my dog, chilling with my family, or doing a bit of home baking.
It's truly a blessing to have you here.
My Inspirations
I’m drawn to stories that feel grounded and methodical. I love worlds that operate by understandable rules and unfold in a way that feels plausible. Amazing novels like: The Three Body Problem, Children of Time, and The Commonwealth Saga deeply influenced how I think about scale, consequence and longterm storytelling.
I also admire alternate history narratives, particularly Assassin’s Creed II, which wove real historical events and figures into its fictional framework so seamlessly that it felt possible and real. That balance between fact and fiction, between what is known and what might have been, continues to shape how I approach my own writing and will likely inspire my as yet unwritten stories.
Excerpts of my work
The Song Beyond The Storm - Prologue:
“Danger didn’t stop everyone; the odd brazen soul that trespassed here would often report the opposite: a feeling of belonging, a compulsion to explore. Marc could now see that those few were right; the walls and winds whispered to him, willing him to stay…”
The Silence After The Song - Epilogue:
"The Cylinder drifted in the fires of creation. The hot plasma was siphoning into its bio-hybrid cells. It had begun to feed."
The Voice That Transcends The Silence - Chapter 18:
"Life was their sacred water of the universe, and it should be preserved and cherished. A gift bestowed from the random chance of creation. "