Mike Fox is married and lives in Richmond. Until recently he worked in the NHS and the voluntary sector as a therapist and clinical supervisor, specialising at various times in haematological cancer, dementia and substance misuse.
Mike has co-authored a book and published many articles on the human repercussions of illness. Now writing fiction, his stories have appeared in, or been accepted for publication by, The London Journal of Fiction, Popshot, Into the Void, Fictive Dream, The Nottingham Review, Structo, Prole and Footnote. Mike was awarded second prize in the 2014 and 2016 Bedford International Short Story Competition. His story The Homing Instinct, first published in Confingo, has been selected to appear in the Best British Short Stories 2018. Another story, The Violet Eye, will shortly be published by Nightjar Publications as a limited-edition chapbook.
Q: What is the first book you remember reading, or being read to as a child?
A: My grandmother used to read me Lear’s Nonsense Rhymes. As she also nursed Robert Graves as an infant, it’s likely she read them to him too.
Q: What is the least interesting part of writing for you?
A: Plotting. Really hate it and hope the plot takes care of itself. I love editing, though.
Q: If you could teleport yourself anywhere, real or fictional, where would it be and why?
A: Gandhi’s ashram, circa 1942.
I’ve avoided this for a long time because, let’s be honest, I’ve done you no favours. I am not what you intended, you dreamed of something different. Perhaps that’s why I struggle to remember you completely: we could be expected to be like one another, but we are not. For years you sang to the …