Over at The Dragon’s Rocketship (the coolest group on Facebook) we’re doing a thing, so I thought I’d share it here too.
So here are seven things you (probably) didn’t know about me as a writer:
- I had my first mention in a publication when I was nine years old. I wrote a story about turning into a ladybird and sent it to the Puffin Post. I sent lots and lots of stories and poems to the Puffin Post, but this was the only one that got a mention.
- I wrote a series of novels at about the same age in exercise books. I even still remember the titles: Rodney and Me (Rodney was a big Old English Sheepdog that hung around our school playground), The Day the Workman Came (based on the time the workman dug up our school playground), The School Flood (Barking, where I grew up was in a flood zone, so we had drills – Back then I thought it would be cool to have a flood!) and Parents Week (when the parents got to go to school instead of the kids.)
- I won a poetry contest run by my Sunday School about eating Kosher food – I remember the first line of the poem – “You always must try to keep Kosher, whether you’re in Paris or Nova Scotia!”
- I used to keep diaries all the way through Senior School and College, then one day after I’d broken up with my boyfriend I tore up and threw away the whole lot! (My mum on the other hand kept her teenage diary and I found it when I was cleaning out her house – she let me keep it and today it’s one of my greatest treasures – she even wrote some stories in the back of her diary.)
- In my adult years I started many novels, but never finished any of them. There was one fantasy novel I might go back to some time (if I can find the exercise books it was written in), I remember it had a very funny vegetarian ogre in it.
- I am a cancer survivor – It was going through cancer treatment that made me start taking my writing seriously. I realized that if I really wanted to finish a novel (and maybe be published) I couldn’t wait – none of us know how long we have on this Earth.
- I’m addicted to tea which I drink hot, strong, and with milk (though it doesn’t have to be Earl Grey!). I make many many mugs of it during each day and can’t write (or think) without a mug of tea close by.
So there you have it – think I’m going to get myself a new mug of tea now . . .