DJ Kirkby

I spent my childhood knowing I was different though I didn’t get to prove myself right until I was diagnosed with a form of Autism called Asperger’s Syndrome at the age of 40. I spent my childhood in the wilds of the Canadian West Coat not realising how very lucky I was to have room to roam and longing to be a grown up so I could do something with my life. I developed a passion for reading at four years old, progressed to writing quirky stories at an early age and then produced volumes of dire poetry full of teenage angst at just about the age you would expect such behaviour. When the opportunity arose to actually do something different with my life I came to England to pursue the dream and never left. I now have a husband, son and 2 stepsons whom I love with every beat of my heart. My home is often filled with the sound of laughter as well as two crazy cats, a grumpy tortoise, timid hedgehog and loyal friends who stop by from time to time to make sure I’m not writing anything about them. I currently pay my share of the household bills by working full time doing something which doesn’t involve writing fiction (much to my disgust). I can often be found hogging the computer so that I can work on my novels during the hours in which I should be sleeping and trying to stay in touch with more distant relatives, friends and readers either through my blog, emails or on social networking sites. I am eagerly awaiting the publication of my debut novel “Without Alice”- The making of a man. and working on two new novels, “The Plump WAG’s Club” – A year in the life of four fat forty-something friends and “A Dappled Life” – A young man struggling to leave his past where it belongs. I post three times a week on my Chez Aspie blog (djkirkby.blogspot.com/), and waste far too much time on twitter (twitter.com/DJKirkby) as well as taking an occasional romp through facebook (www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/denyse.kirkby?ref=profile) to leave comments such as this on my manager’s wall: “I have nothing to wear and therefore will not be able to come into work today. Ohwhatashame.” Clearly my manager has a sense of humour as I remain in full time employment despite being unable to resist sharing my every work related thought. If you manage to tear yourself away from the hilarity that is PRG then please come and visit me on my blog or one of the social networking sites.