I have been writing poetry since I was a child. As I got older I decided to write about the misfortunes I've had in life...and there have been a lot...to help other people get through their troubles.
I always have stories to tell. Far fetched, crazy stories that need to find a way out. Ideas for specific works come in different ways but ever since I was young, I've had a creative side.
I was a slow starter. I didn't even read confidently until I was about seven. Then I discovered Paddington Bear and from then on I couldn't get enough of books, and I've been an avid reader ever since. My early attempts at short story writing showed me I could create my own world to lose
Reading. Specifically, the world of fantasy. The book that did it for me was Alan Garner's Weirdstone of Brisingamen, a tale of magic and mystery, of a world within our world, and a life anything but normal. I loved the unfettered nature of fantasy, the endless possibilities, where having an imagination was a plus rather
I started writing on a dare from a friend. A NANOWRIMO supporter who challenged me to write a novel. When I went to the first meeting for NANOWRIMO the speaker asked who had a novel they had been wanting to write for over five years. A lot of us raised our hands. He then went
A friend. I've always wanted to write, and she encouraged me to follow that dream, citing my writing style. It's been a slow start, but I feel I'm finally beginning to achieve that dream.
I started to write only recently. I had my nose in a book since I was a child, and whilst seeing my name in print was on my bucket-list, I never thought to actually go and do something about it. I had the idea for a fantasy detective story and for the particular twist ending
I wish I could come up with a specific moment, but I don't remember a time when I wasn't making up stories in my head or jotting them down on paper. The 60s were a golden age of weirdness, what with guys like Serling, Kubrick and Hitchcock running the show. Throw in a nightly dose
My grandfather. For as long as I can remember, my Papa has told stories. I knew I wanted to tell stories too, just like my papa. When I got into school, and we began learning about writing, my passion grew. I knew even as a small child I wanted to be an author one day.