About Me

Emma is a writer and has written books in the fantasy, romance and equestrian genres.

That’s me right there!


I’ve always been a dreamer. My mind was roaming far-flung fields and running about with forest-fae while someone in school shouted times tables at me. I started writing young for creative writing exercises at school and loved the ability to put my own daydreams onto paper.


When I wasn’t at the stables learning to ride and look after horses, I’d spend hours indoors on weekends using our first family computer (a beloved Windows 3.5 which eventually had Compu-serve internet on it). I’d write pony stories about 6 pages long and assume it was worthy of a Pulitzer Prize.


I never stopped writing pony stories but soon teenage-hood kicked in and I discovered boys and redeveloped my love of fantasy fiction. Then my dad got sick and so I sank into my daydreams and escaped into fiction and other worlds.


I grew up devouring books by Anne Rice (the Mayfair Witches especially), Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett and then wandering through the good old days with Jane Austen and the Bronte Sisters. I’ve read Dune twice (the first time I was 12) and then spent the latter part of my childhood dreaming up local locations of hobbit holes. I tried to get into Diagon Alley on more than one occasion and casually leaned (in my adult years I’ll have you know) on the barrier to Platform 9 and ¾.


Despite a slew of fanciful career attempts (failures, if you will), writing fiction is the one thing that stuck and now I couldn’t imagine being a whole person if I wasn’t able to dream up stories. 


The Firebird Trilogy started on a late night flight to Finland to visit my Mummo. I was 17 and determined to dream up a new world. I started with spelling plant and flower names backwards and so Lidoffad came into being. The characters morphed, changed, disappeared and arrived over the years and a decade later, the Firebird Trilogy finally took shape and became the Trilogy it is today.


The Windy Mill Farm series was always there I think but needed maturing before I could write it properly without the whole thing being tall tales about having sixty two thousand horses all more magnificent than the next. Instead we have Windy Mill Farm, the home for stray humans as well as stray horses. Once a character comes to the yard, I find they rarely ever leave for long!


Deep down I’m always convinced that nobody reads the stories, much less appreciates them, and I will die penniless and unloved surrounded by unread copies of my books. But still I trundle on, loving my characters to the point of lunacy and hoping that one day I’ll fall into a shimmer or someone will at least buy me a pony. Or a unicorn. I’d settle for a tank.

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