Introducing G.S. Marriott...

I was born in Blackburn, England and came to Canada with my parents at a very young age. I graduated from Preston High School and in my younger years, was active in many of the local sports.

After high school, I worked in the automotive sales division of Canadian General Tower in Galt, Ontario. I worked there for three years until such time as my age allowed me to join the Ontario Provincial Police. I worked as a police officer for twenty years, eleven of which were in uniform, while the remaining years involved Detective and Intelligence work. Initially, I worked in Glencoe and Milton while in uniform until I moved into plain clothes work out of Toronto and subsequently Hamilton. I was a member of an elite unit who targeted and investigated crime at the highest levels. This Joint Forces Unit was comprised of seasoned police officers from four separate police departments.

It was the epitome of policing for me, investigating crime at a level much higher than I would have ever imagined and working with officers whose backs you would always have and they yours on a daily basis. There is always a shelf life with this kind of work and after almost four years and closing in on eighteen years of my career, I moved back into uniform patrol, working out of Guelph.

Almost twenty years of public service had passed and this wonderful chapter of my life is suddenly over. The job had taken its’ toll and my mindset was such that if I stayed, I would, without a doubt, have jeopardized a large portion of my future due to psychological unrest. I decided, with great difficulty and after many discussions with my wife, to walk away.

I tried my hand at Real Estate, then working for Sunoco Oil Company for several years, but finally settled on driving an 18-wheeler for Linamar Transportation out of Guelph, Ontario. It was during my time of driving alone over the road for long periods, that writing became front and centre on my need to do list. The first question that jumped out was, what would I write? After kicking it around for awhile, it became obvious which direction I should go. I would write Crime fiction. The one caveat I insisted on to myself would be, that if I was going to write in this particular genre, it would be written from a police officers’ perspective, ie; internal police procedures, partnerships, in-house politics, handling pressures from the streets, the justice system and a host of other intangibles officers would face on a daily basis. It would be no holds barred.

‘A Dish Served Cold’, my debut novel, covered various aspects of life such as bullying and manipulation, not only among the public, but also internally within the police department itself. Revenge was also a very significant factor in the storytelling of this book, along with how partnerships are formed and developed. I attempted to cover all human emotions possible in my writing such as sadness, anger, humour, violence and compassion, with hopes of keeping the reader on edge from beginning to end.

‘A Dish Served Cold’ was supposed to be a one-off, but was received so well that a sequel was constantly being requested. Enter ‘The Dealmaker’ as the follow-up novel. It’s all about the corrupt and ruthless world of the legal arena and the subsequent murders of some of those jurists who abused their powers, by acting immorally and unethically on a regular basis. That was soon followed by the third and latest instalment in the Detective John Cooper series, ‘The Devil’s Portrait’. This last entry delves into the art world with such a sinister and diabolically twisted story that you will be eagerly wanting for the next page to turn. All three novels in the series having been wonderfully appreciated by avid readers of all ages, who I know were anticipating another follow-up novel in the not too distant future, but as in life, things change.

Readying myself to bring forth the next novel in the series, something occurred which changed my entire focus. Leaving the O.P.P., though necessary, was the single most difficult life decision I had ever made in my entire life, but one that couldn’t be avoided if I was ever to get my life back in order. I loved being a police officer and was pretty good at it, but there was a malevolent presence within me that was slowly stealing all the desire, drive and zeal from my mind. That doesn’t lend itself to properly doing this type of work. It makes it very dangerous not only for myself, but co-workers as well, who may have to rely on me in critical situations. That presence was soon to have a name. PTSD.

I was terribly saddened after learning about several officers taking their own lives due to work related depression recently. I know there are many, many more who are also suffering to various degrees out there because of similar debilitating problems. It is with this in mind that I have decided to do something in the hopes of reaching these folks and maybe steering them towards something more positive.

Book # 4 will now be a non-fiction ‘Anthology’ directed specifically towards First Responders and Corrections Officers and will be a compilation of their stories and how they are currently living their lives while dealing with PTSD or some other form of depression. A malady which was incurred as a result of doing what they do best for too many years.

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