Simon is mostly a fantasy and sci/fi writer, the author of over 100 published short stories, quite a lot of poetry and the novels The Genehunter, Engn and the Cloven Land fantasy trilogy.
His short stories have appeared in Analog, Nature, Daily Science Fiction, Abyss and Apex and many more.
He lives in the UK and is a member of the British Fantasy Society.
Simms is a genehunter, paid to track down the DNA of the famous and infamous of history for his clients' private collections. What they do with the DNA isn't his problem - even if they are using it to create illegal clones.
He walks a line, pulled in many different directions at once. The law, competing genehunters, ex-lovers, religious nuts and anti-genehunter crazies. But when he works the Boneyard case he discovers that, sometimes, you have to decide which side of the line you're on.
And when he starts to uncover the truth of his own origins he begins to question everything he is and does...
A future noir cyberpunk novel set on an Earth slowly going to hell. The Genehunter follows the adventures of Simms, genetic detective and all-round nice guy.
Originally published as a series of five linked novellas: The Wrong Tom Jacks, The Zombies of Death, The Clone Who Didn't Know, A Soldier of Megiddo and Boneyard.
With added bonus material: The World of Simms (characters and organisations of the Genehunter universe), Jumpjacker (a tale of jump nodes, brain plugins and high-tech crime) and 22nd Century Genie (the original Simms short story).
Contains strong language.
- "As thought-provoking as it is entertaining" - Sci-Fi Indie eBook Reviews
- "Reminded me of some of the best William Gibson books"
- "I read this series and loved it. I read it a second time and loved it more"
- "Cracking good read"
Simms is a genehunter, paid by megarich collectors to track down the DNA of the famous for their private zoos. He's employed to locate the genetic code of Tom Jacks. But not the rock star Tom Jacks, just an unknown namesake.
The job bugs Simms. Something about it is wrong. Someone is playing him. Problem is he doesn't know who or why. None of the illegal plug-in tech filling his brain is much damn use. The one person who can help him is also the one person on the planet who never wants to speak to him again.
The last thing he needs is Agent Ballard of the GMA interrogating him about someone he's never even heard of.
Someone called Boneyard...