Without sounding like a cliché, I’ve loved writing ever since I was a teenager. Diaries, short stories – you name it, I wrote it. I decided at 14 that I wanted to be a writer in some capacity, and it crushed my parent’s very far fetched dream of their daughter becoming a lawyer.
I actually started freelancing when I was 15, contributing to publications and trying to “make it” as a fashion journalist. I vividly remember receiving an angry message from a Parisian designer at 18 after reading one of my pieces, and realised that maybe my cut-throat style would land me on a hit list – oops –
I studied a BA Hons in Journalism, along with an extensive NCTJ qualification, but after my second year of university I decided that fashion journalism, and journalism of any kind was in essence pretty negative, and although I consider myself thick skinned, I didn’t want to be a part of that world in any capacity.
After graduation I’d dabbled in freelancing for a while, but needed money quickly so left my graduate Marketing role and landed myself in the world of recruitment.
After three and a half years in the world of recruitment I learnt resilience, earned well and realised that I was in fact writing every day – but in a beneficial capacity for the business world.
That’s when I realised I could still pursue my passion without sacrificing my integrity, and I guess that leads me up to now.