In my teens, I was a big fan of horror and fantasy. I only ever read Christopher Pike, R L Stine, Stephen King and Dean Koontz. I wrote short horror stories too – I remember on one occasion, my English teacher got really angry at me, because I submitted a piece of coursework and she thought I’d plagiarized it because she said it was too good for a twelve year old to have written! I was peeved off myself, of course, at the accusation, but flattered too. The story was about a boy in a house that was haunted by the ghost of another boy who was wheelchair bound – he would hear the wheels squeaking on the floor above, and later found out that the mother of the child had drowned him in the bath because he was disabled. I suppose, in hindsight, the story is a bit derivative, but I genuinely had come up with it all by myself!
Nowadays, I mostly read literary novels, though I still indulge myself with my old fantasy favourites – Lord of the Rings, and of course, being a former Archaeologist, I love the Greek and Celtic myths. This is a book I picked up in Crete five years ago.
reading Jason and the argonauts
Leilanie Stewart 