Born in Harare, Zimbabwe, Ivor Hartmann was 14 when he penned his first
short story – a blood soaked werewolf tale that prompted an urgent
parent-teacher conference to discuss its disturbing level of graphic
detail. It was at that point he realised he might be on to something
with this writing lark. Nonetheless, Ivor's journey took the scenic
route via fine art, organic farming, waiting tables, computer animation, special effects and screenplay
writing before his first love came once more to whisper in his ear.
Now living, writing and playing while rattling the shackles of
economic slavery and exile in Johannesburg, South Africa, Ivor once
again has become wholly addicted to prose, and all else seems to pale into
insignificance. He has established a fiction writer's group called
StoryTime (http://publishyourstory.blogspot.com/), as well as The IWH Inquirer (http://ivorhartmann.blogspot.com/),
a non-fiction article site primarily based on research for his stories.
Ivor currently has three novels on the go in a race to see which one
finishes first.
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