![]() I started to write some of them down, and eventually decided that one of them was "deep" enough to merit attention from publishers. Reader, I married him.įor many years I felt it was important to stay at home to raise our two children, but one day, when the youngest had gone to senior school, I began to wonder if all those stories I made up to occupy my mind whilst attending to mundane chores, would interest anyone else. I was not sure what I wanted to do after that, but meeting a handsome student of maths, who was the owner of a very powerful motorbike helped me make up my mind. ![]() When I was old enough to go to university, I studied English literature, with Philosophy. As soon as we got home, my older sister and I would either dress up as lords and ladies, and romp around the garden, or, if it was raining, retreat to our bedroom where we would draw intricately detailed plans of our very own imaginary stately home, complete with secret tunnels, dungeons, and usually, a maze in the extensive grounds. My parents used to take me to the library every Saturday, until I was old enough to get there on my own, and my house was always full of books.ĭuring school holidays, the whole family loved to visit stately homes and castles. ![]() ![]() It was a long walk home from school, and there were no ipods in those days to keep you amused! When I wasn't daydreaming, I had my nose stuck in a book. I've been published by Mills & Boon since 2007.but I'd been making up stories in my head for as long as I can remember. ![]()
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