Dario Cannizzaro was born in the sun-eaten Naples, Italy in 1982. He moved to Ireland in 2011, and has called it home ever since.
Since this biography is written by himself, which is me, I’ll switch to the first person and won’t bother you with more details you don’t really care about.
Hi. I’m Dario. Thanks for reading this.
Indie authors don’t get the same love as their mainstream counterparts. I know what you think. You see the pictures of people like JK Rowling, King, Ellis, and then our pictures. The indie author. With a photo that’s either too professional – look at me! I’m a pro! – or just a terrible smartphone pic. I assure you, we’re not all ugly and pimply, and not all of us have horrible looking covers.
Also, some of us actually care about putting out the best possible product. After all, it’s my name on the cover. I don’t want you to associate my name with terrible writing.
And honestly, I believe I write good stuff. You should give it a try. I do write quirky stories, with very normal characters thrown in implausible situations. It’s a bit surreal but very real at the same time, I guess. You can buy one of my books – it’ll cost you less than a beer – or you can head over to some literary magazines that published my stories, such as The Galway Review, Trigger Warning, Two Thousand Words and Chantwood Magazine.
But if it’s the first time you’re getting to know me, well, you can start anywhere. Some people loved the short novella Impurità a lot (and I get why, it has some serious Murakami vibes), while some others liked Summer’s end or Bathroom Love for their Fante-sque setting and style. So if you’re still on the fence, go for the short story collection Of Life, Death, Aliens and Zombies and you’ll know what to make of me.
I also just published my first novel, Dead Men Naked, which is a dark and modern tale, and uses a touch of humor, philosophy, and poetry, to explore what it takes to accept our own mortality. Boy, what a thing to write – a novel that is. It sucks up most of your life and people will talk to you and you will stare blankly in their eyes – or just behind them, ever so slightly – and they’ll ask you What are you thinking about? and you’ll simply reply Nothing, but in reality, you’re thinking about everything that’s happening to the main character of your novel. In Dead Men Naked, he has to witness his best friend’s death – in very very improbable circumstances, which will bring him to hang out with the anthropomorphic embodiment of the Grim Reaper itself. It’s dark but funny and full of poetry.
Anyhow. That’s my version of a biography – I figured since very few people will read it, let’s give them something. If you want to know a bit more about me – I love literature of course: Saramago, McCarthy, Dick = Geniuses. I love music – I sing and play guitar – and comic books. And I do love technology plenty, and have a day job in tech, and maybe one day will write a SciFi novel, which is very hard for me because I love SciFi.
Thanks for stopping by. I hope you’ll like my stuff!