David Lewis grew up and went to university in Oklahoma before moving to London where he completed an MA in Literature at UCL. Since then he has lived and worked in Paris.
David started writing at the age of nine by entering a school writing competition with a short story called Cindy to the Rescue. It was about a heroic nine-year-old girl who single-handedly stops a ring of international groundhog smugglers. Thanks to heavy edits by his father, David won the prize. Since then his short stories and fiction have been published in J’aime mon quartier, je ramasse, Chelsea Station, The Fish Anthology, Liars’ League London, Indestructible, Willesden Herald: New Short Stories 9, and Talking Points Memo. He also irregularly posts essays and translations on Medium.
Q: If you could travel in the past, which one of the great writers would you like to meet and why?
A: When I meet living writers that I like, I get so fan-boy nervous that I can’t think of anything to say. So it’d be best to keep me in the present and safely away from Gustave Flaubert, Shirley Jackson or Vladimir Nabokov.
Q: Is there a book that you keep going back to and how many times have you read it?
A: More a story than a book: Tristan and Isolde. I probably keep returning to this story because it exists in so many different versions.
Q: What superpower would you like to have and why?
A: Telekinesis. It gives you lots of other side superpowers that only count as one… I’ve thought about this question a lot over the years.
Frustrating times. Glenn had worked as a junior caretaker at Whittaker Park since he was twenty. That meant lawn-mower or leaf-raker, depending on the season. After ten years he’d persuaded his boss to promote him to caretaker. That meant lawn-mower or leaf-raker, depending on the season. Frustrating times. Frustrating in all ways. It was no …