welcome to my corner of the bookshelf…
Hey, thanks for coming over.
So, where did my writing journey begin? You’ll never guess it was an Australian rock god and a kangaroo called Ted…confused ? Let me explain.
Growing up in England, at eighteen, I craved adventure. More to the point, I hated my first job in a bank and so decided to escape the rain for a year or so…
In 1991, I arrived in Melbourne on a hot and sticky January morning. Determined to have fun and do two things—meet the Aussie music legend, Michael Hutchence and get a suntan.
My backpacking jobs varied from the monotonous to the ridiculous. After failing miserably at assembling mops in Adelaide and punting show-bags on a fairground in Sydney, I headed north to Queensland. There, in Bundaberg, I discovered I’m allergic to tomatoes and cane toads. So, I figured heading bush, blagging a jillaroo gig on a sheep station near Longreach was the way to go…little did I know what hard work really was until then.
Exhausted, with only a big black sky and silence at night (there was no T.V signal) I turned to my diary, and I wrote…
Thirty years later, Australia is my forever home. I’m married and mum to Lily (who is way more savvy than I could ever hope to be).
I write something everyday, but now it’s more women’s fiction or domestic drama with shards of dark humour, and the occasional big girl’s undies chick-lit story.
BTW. I passed on the suntan ( it’s a Brit thing) and I did stalk and find Michael Hutchence….but that’s a story for another time.