Cedars Gardens

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I've lived in Brighton on and off for the past 27 years (I spent 11 years in Lewes & one god awful year in Rye) I originate from Yorkshire. I was born into poverty and then lived in the lap of luxury with my two brothers on a Council Estate until the age of 16, whereby after a year in a factory, I buggered off and joined the British Army. 


I went to Sussex University and read Sociology. What I've realised over the years of writing fiction is that all of my stories have a sociological perspective. I'm always knocking the establishment for the cretinous monster it undoubtedly is. My main characters come from the wrong side of the tracks are usually born into poverty, struggle from birth and are always oppressed. (my life in a nutshell)


I also lived in London at various addresses & eventually married a lass from Camden Town, had two beautiful kids a fab home, ran my own business and then went and spoiled it all by getting addicted to heroin.


It's been a long days journey into night. Now I'm cured but have woken up a middle-aged man. Time passing is weird.

My stories

East Meets West

East Meets West By Dickie Geneva It is a High Street morning and mist curls across the road from the shoreline like a collage of crazy nature in one...

The Hills Have Eyes

The Hills Have Eyes By Richard Geneva His two front teeth were missing, and he had several rows of freckles that ran across the bridge of his nose...

Looking For America

Looking for America By Richard Geneva The man driving down the lonely country road in his ramshackle pickup truck could have been just about any poor...

The Window

The Window By Richard Geneva It is dawn. I sit in the silence of early morning on the edge of the rickety old double bed I share with my younger...

Vietnam: The Latest Game

Vietnam was my generations War. Not that I was a part of it. I was in a different army on the other side of the world, but I learned of it met soldiers going there saw the lions led by donkeys or was it lambs to the slaughter? Now it's past like so many others.