Owen Jones, Amazon Best-Selling author from Barry, Wales, has lived in several countries and travelled in many more. While studying Russian in the USSR in the ’70’s, he hobnobbed with spies on a regular basis. After university, in Suriname, he got caught up in the 1982 coup, when he was accused of being a mercenary. Later, while a company director, he joined the crew of four as the galley slave to sail, from Barry to Gibraltar on a home-made concrete yacht during Desert Storm. En voyage, the yacht was almost rammed by a Russian oil tanker, and an American aircraft carrier – The Atlantic Challenger. Since 2004, he has lived mainly in the UK, Spain and Thailand. He now leads a somewhat quieter life in his wife’s remote, northern farming village writing, editing and increasing the number of translations, and narrations of his novels.
As he says: ”Born in the Land of Song, living in the Land of Smiles”.
A Proud Celt
“I am a Celt, and we are romantic”, he said when asked about his writing style, “and I firmly believe in reincarnation, Karma and Fate, so, sayings like ‘Do unto another…’, and ‘What goes round comes around’ are central to my life and reflected in my work. I write about what I see, or think I see, or dream… and, in the end it is all the same really”. He speaks seven languages and is learning Thai, since he lives in Thailand with his Thai wife of seventeen years.
In 2004, he started his first novel, Daddy’s Hobby (from the seven-part series ‘Behind The Smile: The Story of Lek, a Bar Girl in Pattaya‘), but he didn’t finish it until 2012. However, his largest collection is ‘The Psychic Megan Series‘, twenty-three novelettes on the psychic development of a teenage girl, the subtitle of which, ‘A Spirit Guide, A Ghost Tiger and One Scary Mother!‘ sums them up nicely. However, since 2012, he has written fifty-odd novels and novelettes, including the military drama Dead Centre; the spy novel Andropov’s Cuckoo; a fantasy Fate Twister; a philosophical vampire comedy The Disallowed; a whodunnit Tiger Lily of Bangkok; and Spiritualist drama, A Night in Annwn (Annwn being the ancient Welsh word for Heaven). Not only that, but many have been translated into foreign languages and narrated into audio books.
Believe not in anything simply because you have heard it,
Believe not in anything simply because it was spoken and rumoured by many,
Believe not in anything simply because it was found written in your religious texts,
Believe not in anything merely on the authority of teachers and elders,
Believe not in traditions because they have been handed down for generations,
But after observation and analysis, if anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, accept it and live up to it.
Great Spirit, whose voice is on the wind, hear me. Let me grow in strength and knowledge.
Make me ever behold the red and purple sunset. May my hands respect the things you have given me.
Teach me the secrets hidden under every leaf and stone, as you have taught people for ages past.
Let me use my strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy – myself.
Let me always come before you with clean hands and an open heart, that as my Earthly span fades like the sunset, my Spirit shall return to you without shame.
(Based on a traditional Sioux prayer)
“I do not seek to walk in the paths of the Wise People of old.
I seek what they sought!”