I never expected to become an author - no one in my family were ever writers as far as I know. It came my way and I am so thankful that it did. I'm travelling all over the UK working with schools and Authors Abroad. Maybe even overseas in the future, wink-wink AA.

I hold presentations and run workshops, which if you'd told me that twenty years ago, I would have laughed. The pupils and teachers I meet are amazing, and the writing feedback is inspiring.

I've written numerous short stories and eight novels (two coming out in 2015). I'm writing another wizards novel, and a new series. I've two collaborative projects on the go, and other ideas in the background. My books have gone from paperback to digital and audio. I'm even trying for foreign translation rights. I'm not stopping and want to try for film rights at some point.

We are in talks for a Rhondda Book Festival 2015 - David Norrington and I (David owns, Books & Pontyclun and Onion Custard Publishing). Me being in talks, seems wild for a small author from South Wales.

I'm looking to write that bestseller one day and sell hundreds of thousands of copies.

This may seem like bragging, but believe me it's not, it's been hard work - years and years of hard graft. I'm not loaded with money, really I'm not, only passion. I'm doing a job that would have seemed absurd when I left school. Writing was for academics not an ordinary welsh boy.

One thing I've learned from all this...you only get out what you put in.