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I’ve always wanted to write – which is not to say I’ve always wanted to be a professional writer. On the contrary, for years I wrote only for my own pleasure, and it wasn’t until my husband suggested that I ought to send one of my stories to a publisher that we put the names of several into a hat and pulled one out. The rest, as they say, is history. And now, 150 books later, I’m literally – excuse the pun – staggered by what happened.
I had written all through my infant and junior years and on into my teens, the stories changing from children’s adventures to torrid gypsy passions. My mother used to gather these up from time to time, when my bedroom became too untidy, and dispose of them! The trouble was, I never used to finish any of the stories, and my first published book Caroline, was actually the first book I’d ever completed. I was newly married then, and my daughter was just a baby, and it was quite a job juggling my household chores and scribbling away in exercise books every chance I got. Not very professional, as you can see, but that’s the way it was.
I now have two grown-up children, a son and daughter, and two adorable grandchildren, Abigail and Ben, aged eleven and nine respectively.