Venator Profile

Venator is essentially a wastrel whose life thus far has seen him achieve little of worth. He has more than once been described as "a drain on his country's resources" and "a detriment to society" - remarks that have pleased him tremendously. His unprofessional career low points include: sales monkey, hole digger and stone carrier. Today he is responsible for the misdelivery of a substantial quantity of the nation's post. His major claims to fame include being (erroneously) touted as the UK's leading ice climber on an internet forum, presiding over the decline of one of the Lake District's premier independent retail outlets and having had an argument with Richard Attenborough (that's Lord Attenborough to you colonials) on a train. When a child he once carried the Olympic torch on part of its way to Moscow and was most disappointed that it did not go out. Venator has a classics degree and some post-graduate qualifications that he has never put to any good use. He is living proof that a good education can get you nowhere. Currently living alone in a flat obtained though taking wilful and fraudulent advantage of the lunacy that has seen the collapse of western banks, his delusions of adequacy now extend to imagining himself a writer.

tNBW books I've read and reviewed in full:

The Apocalypse Gene - Knighthawk and L.L.Grace
Dark is the Sky - Payge Turner
Eolyn - Rita Aguilar
Frying Tomatoes in a Pan - Sara Basrai
The Grateful Undead - Susan Stec
Into the World of Books - Unbar
The Lebanese Troubles - Alan Miles
Losing Focus - Heidi Presswood (now Greta Stone)
Meter Man - Benno von Archimboldi
Motor Dolls - Modobenny
Year of the Chick - Romi Moondi