I have spent over 30 years creating – from magician’s assistant (being placed in a cardboard box and having 18 swords thrust through it – I will never tell!) to actress, playwright, community dramatist, theatre director, screenwriter, film-maker, special needs teacher, prison worker, charity worker, speaker and mother of two.
Why create? It is my life-blood, my DNA, always I want to make something beautiful, something alive, something that communicates. When I finish a piece I have to deal with my disappointment. I think next time I can do better. Next time I hope it will be more beautiful.
I was born in Westminster and am back living in London with husband Steve, and loving it. I LOVE LONDON – what a great city.
I am a life-lover, laugh-lover, people-lover, God-lover and dreamer. My friends are really important to me and are generally way cheaper than therapy.
Do explore my site – I have to say a thousand thanks to my lovely friend Chris, without whom I could not even have begun this exploration. You may use anything for non-commercial purposes, however if for commercial usage then please contact me for negotiation and permission.
Check out the recent prize winning short story CHILD on Writing/Short stories.
MY EBOOK AVAILABLE IN AMAZON KINDLE (see link below)
As Lewis leaves his home before dawn, inexplicably alert, he finds himself caught up in a maelstrom that causes his normal, local Home Counties life to disintegrate around him. The shocking event he witnesses forces him to confront what his eyes had previously refused to see.
A culture of fear descends on the small town as a foreign army invited in to help the country, takes on the characteristics of an occupying force.
A motley home-grown resistance grows causing each a journey that takes them on a roller coaster ride of emotion and personal risk. Teenagers Judd, Lewis’ dare-devil son and fiercely intelligent Tori; retired Joyce; loved-up Dawn and free-spirit Mac. At the centre is bookish Lewis, who discovers within himself instincts he had never thought possible. As these ordinary people make their protest, they come to understand that dying might only be a question of time.