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ABOUT ME

John Reynolds is a New Zealander who lives in Auckland. After qualifying as a teacher he travelled widely, taking teaching positions in London, Saskatchewan ( Canada) and Zimbabwe. During this time he also travelled extensively through western and eastern Europe, Russia, North America and Africa.

 

He completed a BA in History at the University of Auckland and, as a result of his filmmaking work with schoolchildren, he recieved a Creative New Zealand grant to complete an MA in Educational Technology at San Jose University, California.

 

Returning to New Zealand he held a number of lecturing positions at Auckland College of Education, Auckland University of Technology and the University of Auckland.

He has written five full length musicals (view MUSICALS page), five novels and a how-to book (view BOOKS page).

 

Through the Film, TV and Media Studies Centre at the University of Auckland he completed a PhD on the life and works of veteran filmmaker John O'Shea. Much of this research involved New Zealand in the 1930s and 40s - the period of time in which his novel Uncommon Enemy is set.

 

John is an accomplished and entertaining speaker and is willing to speak about his writing to any interested groups, face to face or through social media.

 

 

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                                       In With Both Feet Chapter One  

With the other ten-year-olds I sat barefooted and cross-leggedon the grass at a Takapuna Primary School assembly whereprizes were being awarded for sports and academic achievement. Irecall being only mildly interested as individual pupils, on hearing theirnames called, stepped up to receive certificates and occasionally smalltrophies from Mr Preston, the headmaster.Suddenly the boy seated next to me jabbed my ribs. Angrily Iswung round, but he was pointing towards the front.‘They just called your name!’‘My name?’‘Yeah!’I glanced up to see the headmaster looking in my direction. Iimmediately clambered to my feet, and he beckoned me forward.‘John Reynolds,’ he said. ‘A prize for the best Standard Four essay.’I was both bemused and pleased. The previous Friday night mydad had taken me to an auction, a weekly event in central Takapuna.Intrigued by the antics of the auctioneer and the way in which theparticipants shouted their bids, I used the experience as the basis formy class essay – a fictional story about what happened to a boy whowent to an auction.The essay is long gone but winning the prize for writing stayedin my mind. This affirmation stayed with me during my chequeredprogress through the school system and into adulthood.Without a doubt, that day began my writer’s journey, which hascontinued ever since.

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