In my teenage years the lure of romance beckoned. Georgette Heyer, Betty Neels, Jane Austen. I rapidly worked my way through all their books. Amid the dragons, trolls, elves, and flying horses now appeared the handsome nobleman, doctor, soldier, detective to aid me in my battles.
Creative writing at school was a joy, not a chore. I would frequently write more than the requested amount – once handing in a thirty page story instead of the expected eight! Thankfully, I had a wonderful teacher who complimented me on my “mammoth effort” and awarded me with a high mark!