I didn't have the best start for a writer. I was lucky to be born into a large happy family, so I was not a lonely, only child who was constantly scribbling little stories in exercise books with red shiny covers and lined paper, bought from the village newsagents. Nor did I read the entire works of Dostoevsky at the age of eight. Nor did I write my first novel at the age of fourteen.
I read Secret Seven books, dressed up as Davy Crocket, and went on dirt track races round our Lincolnshire farmyard on my bike with my brothers and sisters. As to career aspirations, I wanted to be a secretary so I could wear tight skirts and high heels.
I actually became a research psychologist, a social researcher, a full time mother and various combinations of these. Then I became a writer. I've been a frequent contributor to The Times and have been published in The Guardian, The Observer and The Independent. I live with my husband in the Derbyshire Peak District. I write a regular blog at www.suehepworth.com, and I tweet as @suehepworth