Descendant from Italian father, Swedish mother, born in South Africa and resided in Sweden for most of my teenage years. England is now my home and has been for the past six years.
My first childrens story, Goosala Goop, was inspired by my then 8 year old daughter. Based upon an imaginary friend that she had as a young child, we created a beautiful story for Goosala to feature in. This story also has a great audio narrated by well known British voice over artist, Julie Ann Dean.
Chikin and Scrub followed. Really strange how this happened actually. My family had just moved to England and I was jobless and surfing the net on a daily basis for work. England's lack of sun is on everyone's lips when you speak to them, including my family and friends who thought we were crazy to move to a country with no sun. Anyway, those first few weeks were proving everyone right as day after day continued with no sun and splatters of rain every couple of hours. One morning I woke up and the sun was streaming in through the window, splaying across the far wall. I stared at it and wondered how it would feel for someone who had never, ever seen the sun. And so the story of Chikin and Scrub was born. A community of mice live in the darkness of the sewers beneath the streets of London. Scrub is curious. He's heard there's an 'outside world', AND it has light. The temptation of this is just too irrisistible. He plans an escape with his best friend Chikin (who wants to be a chicken one day). But escaping from the clutches of the terrifying KAT who rules with an iron fist, is not easy. It's dangerous and tricky and once on the outside, the two friends rely heavily on Rat. He's streetwise and knowledgeable. He is definitely their ticket out of London and into the country where their dreams just may be fulfilled.
Corpse Dust, my debut novel, written by my daughter and myself. It's written with the mysterious and fearful stories of the Native American skinwalker in mind. It all began when my daughter and I wanted to write something about shadow shapeshifters, but slowly, skinwalkers began weaving its way through the threads of this story. Teenager, Danike Ryan ends up in England, living with her extended family, as her father finds it increasingly difficult to cope with her bunking school and her involvement with an older guy. He sends her away in the hope of her finding some normality in her life. But there's nothing normal about the turn of events when she meets up with Kallon Davies. She's about to find out that beneath those deadly good looks lies something dark and sinister. She just can't stop herself from meddling though and before she knows it, she's in way too deep. This story will appeal to mainstream fantasy readers as well as those who love suspense, plenty of surprises, a tear or two and just that little bit of romance to smooth out the edges. Released June 2014!
Three very special girls (my daughter and her two best friends who are twins) have always played a major role in my life and it seemed only obvious that they should feature in Corpse Dust as main characters. These three girls were draped over my shoulders at every possible moment, reading, giggling, gasping and offering advice as the story unfolded. A large portion of this story was written on holiday in Spain in the company of these three girls. Sadly, one twin was tragically killed while visiting her grandmother in South Africa. Continuing with Corpse Dust seemed pointless after this and I just could not continue. But with a great push by the other two girls, we decided to continue and get the story published. No matter what. This story is dedicated to Skye, who we lost far too soon and far too young. In an attempt to get our story known, the two girls have made the book trailer for this book and it can be found on Youtube. It's awesome and I'm so proud of them.
I have always loved writing. Whether its a diary entry, a blog, a story or even just a simple invitation to an extreme party. My favourite subject at school was English, but not because I wanted to get A's. It was to escape into essay writing. Answering questions in exams turned into essays - even if it was just for 1 point, to the great annoyance of my teachers. I just wish I had the time to write more! My daughter is my greatest inspiration when I write and she reviews my stories with great gusto, adding her charm and ideas at ever turn. She is truly my ideal reader.
Oh, and by the way ... there actually is quite a bit of sun in England!