| Then came marriage with my Norwegian husband, Inge, and the early years of bringing up our family, spending summers in Norway where we still have a home in a secluded and beautiful valley. It was as our son and daughter began to grow up that I realised I had time at last in which to write. I bought an old typewriter for five pounds and tapped out an article about a country bus that I had travelled on as a child. I sent it to COUNTRY LIFE. It was accepted by return of post and from then on I launched into writing innumerable articles for a great number of magazines.
Then one day, after reading a short story in a women’s magazine, I decided to try my hand at romantic fiction, so I wrote a love story and sent it off to a suitable magazine called HONEY. Now here is a tip for would be writers: the Editor told me that she picked it up from her desk out of all the rest because of its pristine condition - it had obviously come first to her and was not tattered by having gone the rounds of other publishers. She accepted it immediately with the request that I should send her any other stories I had written. Not having any in stock, I wrote two more and as I result I was invited to a champagne luncheon in London to celebrate the editor’s discovery of a new writer.
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