I was born in 1984, and I write under the pseudonym Alasdair.
It is not a mask: it is a threshold.
A name that marks the passage between everyday life and the territory of storytelling.
I write because stories, sooner or later, ask to be told.
I write to explore unusual worlds, eras I have never lived in, unpredictable futures.
My books move between fantasy and science fiction, crossing adventure, espionage, thriller, and historical fiction, and at times they bend to the musicality of language, becoming texts in verse.
What unites these genres is not style, but intent: to investigate identity, power, the journey, conflict—external or internal—and the price of choice.
I am drawn to complex worlds, ambiguous characters, and stories that do more than entertain—stories that leave a mark, a question, a sense of unease.
I love great sagas and intimate tales, reinvented myths and History observed from a sideways angle.
This site is my borderland: here I gather my books, narrative projects, works in progress, and stories that do not yet know what they will become.
If you have made it this far, perhaps you are looking for a world to step into.
Or perhaps you are just passing through.
Either way, you are welcome.