My Own Story

Sometimes, I have to pinch myself just to be sure that this writing business is real.

As a child growing up in the Hampshire countryside, I developed a love of the natural world that has never left me. At school I loved writing stories, and at home - especially if it was raining - I usually had my nose in a book. Back then, my favourite stories were Enid Blyton's Malory Towers and her St. Clare's series. Later on, I could be found engrossed in anything from Thomas Hardy to Mary Wesley. I think it must be from those authors that I developed my love of a good saga.

Adult life took me far from the literary world and into a career governed by rules and regulations and where, oddly, I excelled. But now, here I am, decades of adventures later, settled with my husband in glorious North Devon, having found my way back to writing.

It hasn't all been plain sailing. I quickly discovered that having a good idea for a story doesn't necessarily make for a good book. And so, when my first attempts were rejected by the handful of agents to whom I eagerly submitted them, I knew it was time to seek help. In almost any occupation, you have to learn the ropes - maybe even study hard - and, as I found out, writing is no different. A mortifying-to-read but constructive critique from a respected writer, commissioned through The Writer's Workshop (Jericho Writers, as they are now) started me on a steep learning curve. Without that input, I wouldn't be published today. Even now, with eight sagas out there in the wild and more on the way, I can honestly say I'm still learning.

Being a writer can be a lonely affair and so, if you would like to keep in touch, then as well as occasionally announcing news here on my website, you will find me on Twitter at @rosiemeddon 

Perhaps I'll see you there?

Rosie