For as long as I can remember, I have loved to read. I revel in the feeling of getting totally sucked into a story, imagining a place and experiencing the lives of the characters, but more than that, I have always been fascinated by language. I love the way that some of the brightest pictures are painted with only words.
Like every little girl I went through various dreams of what I wanted to be when I grew up, a prima ballerina, a nurse, a pop star, but the only hobby that interested me enough to occupy my free time even as a child was reading and writing.
When my Dad was diagnosed with cancer in 2004, it shook my world to the ground. Dad was my best friend and my biggest supporter, and my life’s goal turned into doing anything and everything that I could to make him proud. After reading Fifty Shades of Grey in June 2012 I decided that it was time, I could do that! Life wasn’t going to happen by itself, I had to take action.
I started writing and before I knew it had happened, I had the bare bones of a book. As my characters and their story grew, I realised that I was actually doing it. I was becoming a writer, lost in my own words, in my own world.
After Dad passed away in August 2012, I knew that I couldn’t let him down. I picked up my laptop and got to work. The story continued to grow and I found myself not only writing a second book but turning it into a trilogy. I started to write down ideas for about ten more books and soon found myself engrossed in a world of writers, reviewers, book bloggers and readers that I love being a part of! I can say now that I am an author, and I couldn’t be more proud of myself.
I just recently turned 30 and am so excited for what my thirties have in store for me. I live in a place called Swadlincote, in the very middle of England, with my fiancé Aaron and dog Busby. I’m planning my wedding at the moment and can’t wait to become a Mrs on 15th May 2015.