Why I Write
I didn’t grow up thinking I’d be a writer.
Photography came first.
For years, I found my creativity through a lens — chasing light, waiting for the right moment, capturing landscapes that made people stop and feel something. There’s something powerful about freezing a moment in time, about telling a story without words. I think that’s where it started for me, even before I realised it.
Because storytelling is storytelling, whether it’s through an image or on a page.
I came to writing later in life, and maybe that’s exactly how it was meant to happen. By then, I’d lived enough to understand the things that make us who we are — love, loss, heartbreak, regret, and those second chances we sometimes don’t recognise until they’ve passed us by.
Those are the things I write about.
My first novel, The Light Between Us, was proof to myself that I could do it — that I could take the stories that had been rattling around in my head for years and turn them into something real. Holding that book for the first time was a moment I’ll never forget. Not because it meant I’d “made it,” but because it meant I’d started.
And once you start, it’s hard to stop.
That journey led me to The Galway Girl, a story rooted in love, timing, and the weight of the choices we make. It became something bigger than I expected, and now that journey continues with London Calling, the second part of that story, because life — and stories — rarely end where we think they will.
Then there’s Tracks in Time.
That book is a little different. Inspired by actual events, it grew from a story that stayed with me — one of those moments in life that refuses to fade, no matter how much time passes. Writing it felt different too. More personal in some ways. It reminded me that fiction doesn’t always begin in imagination; sometimes it begins in truth, in memory, in those fragments of real life that demand to be explored.
Publishing independently has been its own journey. There’s no safety net. No one telling you what works or what doesn’t. It’s just you, the story, and the hope that somewhere out there, someone will connect with it.
That can be daunting.
But it can also be freeing.
Writing, for me, isn’t about chasing trends or writing what I think people want to read. It’s about honesty. It’s about finding the emotional truth in ordinary lives and asking the questions we all ask ourselves:
What if?
What now?
What could have been?
Photography taught me patience. Writing taught me vulnerability.
Both have taught me to trust my instincts.
At their core, they’re not so different. In photography, I look for light. In writing, I look for truth. Both are about capturing something real — a feeling, a memory, a fleeting moment — and sharing it.
That’s why I write.
Because some stories won’t leave you alone until you tell them.
And because if even one person reads my work and sees a part of themselves in it, then every hour spent writing was worth it.
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