I have been coerced by the incredibly bossy, plausible,
funny and lovely Alison May to take part in the Lovely Blog Hop. Since it is
Easter this weekend, I am considering making it a Bunny Hop instead. I am
supposed to be talking about the things which have helped to make me the person
and writer I am today… but I’d much rather talk about Easter during the
Regency. Oh well, since I know she’ll check up on me, here goes!
First Memory
I’m not sure if it is a first
memory, but certainly one of my earliest memories is visiting the home of my
mother’s oldest friend. They were WAFS together and went on cycling holidays,
long before the ties of marriage and families. We children were playing hide
and seek, as I remember, and I went upstairs. It was a lovely, big, old house,
with rambling corridors and hundreds of rooms – or so it appeared to my
childish eyes. It was a wonderful place to explore, with lots of nooks and
crannies to hide in and to appeal to a lively imagination. Who knows, perhaps
that house started me on my love of old houses and seeded the ideas of hidden
rooms and secret places where a vampire might hide during the daylight hours!
Books
Right from the days of ‘Tip and Mitten’ and ‘Green Eggs and
Ham’, I have loved books. I avidly read Peter Rabbit and the Cottontail
bunnies, Jemima Puddle-duck and Tom Kitten and my favourite, Mrs Tiggywinkle. I
devoured Enid Blyton books, whether Mystery, Famous Five, Mallory Towers or
Secret Seven. When younger, I loved The Naughtiest Girl, Noddy and Mr Twiddle. There
was a wonderful book called ‘The Gauntlet’, by Ronald Welch, which introduced
me to medieval history, to knights and how they lived. That little book lived
on in my memory into adulthood. I discovered Georgette Heyer’s Regency novels
in my early teens, precipitating a lifelong love of both the era and her
stories. Then there were vampire romances and shape shifters, Harry Potter (the
early ones), classics such as Jamaica Inn and Lorna Doone, Pride and Prejudice,
Emma, Sense and Sensibility, Elizabeth Chadwick’s fabulous medieval novels. So
many wonderful books and so many I have yet to discover.
Libraries
I am a sucker for libraries, bookshops, market stalls, in
fact anywhere where there are books. I cannot keep out of them! I was brought
up on a diet of books. There were always books in our house and I had my own
choice from the library as well. I would have books from the school library in
addition to ones from the public library. I spent a vast part of my formative
years with my nose in a book and soon ran through the suitable stock, which I
found frustrating. In those days I could remember things with almost photographic
clarity.
Morecambe Library was a bookworm’s paradise. Each group of
subjects had their own section, almost a separate room. There were hundreds and
hundreds of books. I could have moved in and never come out again! Upstairs,
there was an enormous Reference Library where you could discover just about
everything about any subject you cared to name – or that was how I remember it.
Memories are funny old things, so it could be playing tricks on me, but I don’t
suppose there were too many small-town libraries in the pre-digital age where
you could have found a book by a genuine Cheyenne warrior!
What is your passion?
For the whole of my life, from the age of about four, I have
been mad about horses. I read anything I could put my hands on which was about
horses. I used to ‘groom’ the dog with a clothes brush and ‘tack her up’ with a
cushion and a belt. I watched horsey programmes and of course, I devoured pony
stories by the dozen. My grandfather was a horseman – it was ‘in the blood’.
That passion has given me some wonderful experiences over the years. Nowadays,
however, it seems to have cooled a little as my love of writing has pushed its
way to the fore.
Learning
Junior school was all right, Secondary school okay until the
sixth form. I was a model student but not particularly academic and enough was
enough. The careers advice was rather less than helpful – I seem to remember
saying I wanted to work with animals and the suggestion was ‘dairy farming’! I
did a secretarial course at college and hated it; working part-time at a
Veterinary surgery was far more to my liking. Then I got the chance to train
and work in a riding school and I had found my niche. Learning about horses was
right up my alley and I loved it. Spending hours collating information and
notes for my course folders was a pleasure, not a chore. I rifled through
equestrian magazines for pictures to illustrate my text… Strangely, now I rifle
through magazines for pictures to illustrate my character profiles!
I had dabbled in writing from a very young age, but with no
serious intent until my neighbour dragged me to a WI talk given by the
exceedingly lovely Sue Johnson. I attended her writing courses (and still do
when I can) and the rest, as they say, is history. I cannot thank her enough
for believing in me and inspiring me.
Writing
As I said above, I had written stories and weaved them in my
head from the time I learned to read. My mother, in her varied teaching career,
had taught English, so grammar was instilled from childhood. I was a voracious
reader and absorbed much of my knowledge that way. I write by instinct rather
than by somebody else’s ‘rules’. I write the type of books I like to read and I
still read as much as I can. I love Georgette Heyer’s Regency novels and they
have certainly influenced my writing. I’ve learned so much from Sue Johnson
(you can visit her at her website, http://www.writers-toolkit.co.uk
) and as with most things, you never
stop learning about writing. I am a member of writing groups and I read writing
magazines. Other authors are a fount of knowledge and my friends have been of
enormous help on my journey to publication.
Well done if you have made it this far! Thank you for
joining me and I have the pleasure to pass the baton on to fellow ‘Beaux,
Ballrooms and Battles’ author, the lovely Victoria Hinshaw. Visit her at http://www.victoriahinshaw.com/victorias-vibes----a-blog
My
other victim – I mean, fellow blog-hopper – is the aforementioned and wonderful
Sue Johnson!
Loving the insight into your upbringing and love of books!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jillian. Horses and books - that pretty well sums me up! I was painfully shy as a child, as well as being a dreamer, so books were my escape.
DeleteWonderful post. I love reading how so many little things can shape who we are or where a path leads us.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Angelina. I think life is like the branches of a tree - we come to a fork and the choices we make then determine whether we climb the trunk or travel towards the outer edges of the canopy.
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