My grandmother told me I read too much. I remember walking in the garden when I was small, telling myself stories.
In August 2012 in a caravan, in a field, up a mountainous rocky track that made a hired 4×4 essential, in Wales, in the rainiest summer fortnight I can remember … there, I sat and started my first novel. It was a lot of work and a lot of fun. That book has yet to find its home in the world, but it made me sure I would write other books.
Our Child of the Stars began as a short story I wrote for Halloween in 2013. I became obsessed with Gene and Molly, and Cory, the little boy they adopt, under such challenging circumstances.
I’m interested in strong, believable characters and their relationships. I like writing to have hope and humour, and to recognise the dark and unfair side of life. Usually, my work has some speculative or fantastical elements, but I am not interested in strict barriers between genres.
I’ve lived in several places. Born in America of British parents, I spent nearly all my childhood in Bristol, and I’m now an adoptive Londoner. I have a partner and two teenage children. I’m a professional communicator, a science PhD dropout, a recovering poet, and a Quaker.
I’m active in the Big Green Bookshop Writers Group (@N22writers).