About Us
About the Author
Hi, I’m Dave Pomfret. I’ve spent most of my life writing songs—trying to make sense of the mess and magic of being human through music. Lilly, my first novel, came to me like a song does sometimes: unexpectedly, fully formed, and unwilling to be ignored.
The story draws from some deeply personal places—my own family’s struggles with addiction, mental illness, and grief. But there’s light in there too. Humor, imagination, and a bit of the surreal helped shape a story that, to me, feels as real as anything I’ve lived.
When I’m not writing with my partner, Michelle Morra, I’m making music, hanging out with family, or chasing down the next creative spark. Lilly is a project close to my heart, and I hope it connects with anyone who’s ever tried to find meaning in the mess
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Who Was That
Guy in the Shoe Store
Dave Pomfret was born in “the last room of the new wing” of West Lincoln Memorial Hospital on June 30th, 1968, to parents Ray and Laura Doreen. His very early years were spent on a sprawling, two-acre property in Binbrook, Ontario. Life was idyllic for the tiny blond dude. Hockey and baseball dominated his dreams and his spare time. His family included a full brother, Larry, who was just two years Dave’s senior. Rick and Laurie were twelve and eight years older, respectively. They were from Laura Doreen’s first marriage, but lived with the Pomfret crew full time.
Around the time Dave turned seven, Ray turned back to the bottle. He had kicked the habit for as long as Dave had been around, but something pulled him back in. That led to the demise of Ray’s business, R.F. Pomfret foods, and to the loss of the family home. The Pomfrets moved to a much more modest home and Ray’s drinking intensified. It was only another five years before the marriage disintegrated.
Dave and Larry stayed with Ray, who without even blinking, moved in with who would become their Step-Mom, Jean. Right around the same time, Dave’s older brother Rick gave him a guitar for a school project, and his life would never be the same. Hockey and baseball were still important, but took a back seat to music, and girls.