I’m John Rickards. I write books of many different types, offer a variety of for-hire professional editing services, work freelance as a trade journalist, and many more things besides.
I’m a geeky, techie, occasionally photograph-y, gamery sort of guy. Professionally I believe I’m what's referred to as a “hybrid author”, in that some of my books are traditionally-published and some are self-published (and some have been both) - although I now write a lot more slowly since editing work takes up most of the average week. Like most authors, I’m very scattershot when it comes to promoting, advertising or actually selling them. I grow chili. I have children. I’m just this guy, y’know.
For literary things, I’m represented by Tom Witcomb at Blake Friedmann. For non-literary things, I’m represented by a carved wooden figurine of an owl, mouth agape. Is it screaming? Is it about to feast on some small woodland creature? Is that creature YOU? You don’t know for sure, but you can hear its wings beating in the night, closer and closer.
“The Nameless Horror”, referenced in both my email address and my blog (look, people ask), is a nickname I was given by the Great Beard Stuart MacBride many years ago when we were both debutant authors. Now he sleeps on a big bag stuffed with money and book awards and I write bios about owls. Still, since his other nickname for me is “Spanky”, it could be worse.