Steve Emmett is 5′ 10″ in his sock feet,
56 years of age, and may weigh more than 120Kg depending on the time of day. What little hair he has left is brown going grey but, in years gone by, he had a rich unruly mop tamed according to fashion – poodle perm; New Romantic side parting; bleached both in whole and part. His challenge to the barber these days is rather more workaday.
Steve studied architecture at the AA in London where he once witnessed Dame Zaha Hadid fall through a canvas chair (admittedly she was just plain Ms Hadid then). He spent most of his working life selling Italian country homes to northern Europeans and Americans, and spent many years living in London and Italy. He will always be grateful to Lehman Bros for wrecking his comfortable existence and providing him with the opportunity to fulfil his writerly ambitions. Steve grew up on Hammer Horror films, Dennis Wheatley and M R James stories, so not surprising that his main aim is to put the frighteners up his readers. When not scaring people he likes to make them smile.
He likes to read, watch films, go to the theatre, go to concerts and the opera (he loves the opera), and travel. He has been known to frequent good restaurants and drink fine wine. There isn’t much going on in the world that doesn’t interest him and on which he hasn’t an opinion.
(*My tagline quote is by Thomas Paine, The Rights of Man, 1791)
“Have I discovered North Yorkshire’s answer to Stephen King?” The York Press book reviews*
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