Meet Scott Taylor: A Man With a Bad Knee Trying To Tell Stories

I’m not what you would call a stereotypical writer. I’m a six foot plus chunk of a man who spent over 25 years as a pub and club ‘bouncer’ before realising that I was getting sick of being spat at and being called a fat, ginger sausage. I spent years competing in strength athletics, (which has cost me the cartilage in at least one of my knees) and spent an equal amount of time drinking beer and trying to rot my brain.
But the need to be creative was always there in the background, and I found that as an avid reader, writing was a viable escape into a world where I could not only try and make people laugh, but also allowed me to change people’s preconceptions about what a large ex-bouncer was intellectually able to do.