Dominic Cooper is one of the UK’s best and under-acknowledged writers of fiction and landscape. I chanced across his work only a few months ago after seeing a recommendation from writer and psychedelicist Andy Roberts in an online folk horror group. I promptly read all of Cooper’s work and couldn’t recommend his four novels, including The Dead Of Winter and Sunrise, enough.
I recently tracked down this most reclusive of writers to his remote, hand-built house in Western Scotland for this piece I have written for New Statesman. He is a true gentleman and pure poet.
As result of the piece, Cooper has also published his first new work in thirty years. His new story ‘Matthew Bowyer’ can be read here.