About C. B. Smith
In honesty I don’t believe there’s any cause to have information about myself presented next to my work. If you’re unable to figure out the author from their words, then they’re not writing well enough to warrant knowing about, conversely if you can figure out the writer from their words, then the autobiographical notes are redundant anyway.
But, in efforts of adhering to social norms the following is a brief synopsis of my background. If there’s anything else you’d like to know: contact me. If, by some turn of events, too many people ask the same questions, I’ll update this to be a little more inclusive of what the beginning of my life has contained.
I was born in the early 90’s in a small town in Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. I had decided I was going to be a novelist before the turn of the century. I stayed in that small town for the first 18 years of my life, 18 years which were entirely average in experience, and between average and fortunate in upbringing.
I tried university, I did three years’ worth of a four year double major in English and Philosophy at Memorial University of Newfoundland and Labrador. I dropped out after the third year, not because I thought I had nothing left to learn, but because I felt that my time could be better spent actually writing. I decided to spend some time doing, instead of learning about others who did. And so I wrote. I finished the first draft of The Shadow of the Sun in October of 2013.
I moved to Harlow, England, shortly after completing the first draft. I had made some friends there during a semester abroad. I was drawn to England because the culture appeared far more accepting of someone with dreams of writing words than that of small town Newfoundland and in retrospect I can say with confidence that the years spent living there taught me far more than school could aspire to.
The life of a 20-something-wanna-be-novelist is fluid if nothing else, and so my time in England came to a close, and I returned to Newfoundland this past autumn. The novel edited more than once, connections made and inspiration fueled. All of this is to come to say that I am currently, by technical definition, unemployed and undereducated living back in my parents’ house still refusing to set down a pen. The winter before me will be devoted to rewriting The Shadow of the Sun, once again, whilst simultaneously producing any other words that are inspired.