Granddad used to tell me bedtime stories about the Moloch. He’d met H G Wells at a Fabian Society meeting. Grampee would tell tales of his many adventures and teach me maths. Dad & I used to spend hours out in the garden trying to find Jupiter with a poor telescope. Their enthusiasm helped to get me hooked on Science Fiction, read Astronomy at University, and end up working Climate research and, later on, Telecommunications.
Reading avariciously and continually was, however, an aberration in my family. If there is text in front of me, I have to read it –and I loved poems from the beginning. I wrote poetry long before I found books of the wonderful stuff. I had never shared any of it before I started this blog.
As a lifelong science Fiction fan, I also write Speculative poetry –if you have never come across this type of poem before, I hope you’ll enjoy those I share at times on the blog.
And, yes, my husband sells cheese. You can find my Cheeseseller at http://thecheeseagent.weebly.com/ .