I was born and raised in the lovely historical market town of Bury St Edmunds, where I live still with my daughter. I’m a typical Cancer, in that although I like to visit new places and see new things, I’m always very pleased to get home again.
I have been writing in one form or another ever since I was old enough to pick up a pen, writing plays for the other children to act out at break time. One year I was picked to write the Christmas play for my class, and have never forgotten the thrill of hearing my lines being acted out. I attempted my first novel at age thirteen but, of course, due to my age and lack of experience it was complete rubbish, although I have to say the plot wasn’t half bad, maybe one day I’ll dust it off and attempt a re-write.
I didn’t seriously start to write until my late thirties, when I was going through the divorce from hell. To cheer me up, a friend suggested I attend a writing course with her at our local college. From the very first moment it was as if a light bulb went on in my head and I started to write a novel. It was a totally cathartic experience, in which I purged all the negativity and intense emotional trauma of each day in frenzied bouts of writing.
Over the next ten years, I wrote six complete novels, one 17,000 word novella, half a dozen or so short stories and many poems. The question was, what to do with them all? One day, I simply decided to take the plunge, that if I was serious about my writing, then publication was the logical next step. A few months later, after considerable proofing and re-writing, The Book of Eve was published.
Now, here we are, three years and over fifty rave reviews later, and with seven novels, one novella and one collection of short stories and poetry under my belt, I can finally sit back and say with some satisfaction, yes, I am a writer…