Robert Bayley

Robert Bayley grew up on sci-fi novels - hooked first by the covers, then by the romance of heroes dying in the cockpits of wrecked ships in deep space. When that wore off, he dropped space opera and fantasy for the odder end of the genre: Dark Star, Alien, Blade Runner, Ex Machina, 2001. That's the sci-fi he still wants.

In crime fiction, he's drawn to Mankell, Larsson, Harris and Nesbø.

He publishes crime, thriller, dark comedy and science-fiction novels under Pollen Press.

He has worked in science. No structured career - directionless. When he's not writing, the world seems empty. He likes cats but won't get one because they butcher birds. He's not cultured, hates parties and loves the sun. Winter sends him into a tailspin.