''Someone once said 'Crime doesn't pay, but the hours are good' but Jimmy Fox didn't think of himself as a criminal in much the same way an alcoholic still denies he has a problem as he pours a whisky with his cornflakes. But just as you can't be a little bit pregnant, in this world you were either in or out. And as much as Jimmy might try to convince himself otherwise, he was most definately, in.''
As I would imagine is the same for most authors, despite the main character being fictional, there is a lot of me contained within him. For people that know me they probably have trouble deciding where David Clark stops and Jimmy Fox starts. I would calculate that about 80% of Jimmy is actually me, but once you read the book you will realise why I can never admit to which parts.
This is the story of morality, but this ain't no Brady Bunch morality. This is a story of the streets of London, although I would suspect you can find the likes of Jimmy Fox in every Town and City in the World.
As I would imagine is the same for most authors, despite the main character being fictional, there is a lot of me contained within him. For people that know me they probably have trouble deciding where David Clark stops and Jimmy Fox starts. I would calculate that about 80% of Jimmy is actually me, but once you read the book you will realise why I can never admit to which parts.
This is the story of morality, but this ain't no Brady Bunch morality. This is a story of the streets of London, although I would suspect you can find the likes of Jimmy Fox in every Town and City in the World.