Chris Deary creative director and writer

Chris Deary


Hi there, I get a lot of emails from people offering everything from SEO services to monetisation opportunities and the keys to the gates of Xanadu. Whilst I do enjoy laughing at these emails and their blatant disregard for the actual content of this site, my inbox is starting to buckle a little, so please only use this form if you have a genuine need to talk to me rather than sell me something I probably don't need. Thanks in advance.

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I'm a Creative Director at Zone, a digital agency based in London, Bristol and Cologne. I oversee the creation of digital content, campaigns and strategies for our international clients, including Adidas, Twitter, Aviva and Maersk. I've also been creative lead on projects for BT, Channel 4, the London School of Economics, the Co-operative Bank, the Nike Foundation and the British Red Cross.

I've worked in media and marketing for 13 years. As a journalist I wrote for The Guardian, Huffington Post, Manchester Evening News and a number of sports and lifestyle magazines before moving into digital at News UK, where I managed online communities for The Sun, News of the World and London Paper.

A stint at Hearst Magazines launching social media projects for Cosmopolitan was followed by three years at the climate change charity Global Cool, where I headed up content production for digital partnerships with Vodafone, Eurostar and various music festivals.

I live and work in Bristol.


Never Quite Buried, my debut novel, is a bittersweet exploration of adolescent friendship, Catholic guilt and the demise of Cool Britannia.

As Blairite optimism erodes into the War on Terror, the financial crisis and the perpetual march of internet individualism, Pete and Brett fall into an adulthood of unfulfilled promise.

Pete lives with his reclusive mum who irons shirts just to keep Jesus happy. Brett works in Burger King because his bleached mohican and profuse sweating make him unemployable anywhere else.

Romilly's the only person who can stop their friendship being (nearly) dead. Can she help them finally bury the twentieth century?