Bea Turvey

From a very young age I was fascinated with the written word, whatever the language. I used to have a tall book of fairy tales that I read over and over again until it fell to pieces. Nowadays there are very few books that I will take the time to read more than once because there are so many stories out there waiting for my eager attention; there's simply no time to reread material, but that doesn't mean to say I don't revisit the stories in my dreams and I have amassed decades-worth of stories to re-experience in dreamland. That, to me, is the beauty of a story: the author's vivid imagination creating a world the reader can revisit time and again, literary merit be damned.

I don't know when I wanted to started to write, certainly sometime in my early teens, but I never really got round to it properly (never felt I was able enough) until recently and now I can't stop. Writing is addictive, like talking to a friend you haven't met for a very long time over a glass of fine wine. You never want the day to end.

While I still don't believe I have the talents required to be a good author, my stories refuse to be silenced and so you, my dear, wonderful readers, will have to bear the brunt of my mental haemorrhaging.

I sometimes upload my WIPs here: https://www.wattpad.com/myworks.

Happy reading.