I've always loved writing. It's like living life twice. At school and university I had encouraging teachers and at home in Yorkshire I had a book-mad mum. My first novel `Diamond' was set in Tower Hamlets where I taught. Luckily for me it won the Kathleen Fidler award. Since then I've had around a hundred stories and novels for children and young adults published and there are always more clamouring to be written. Now I live in Derbyshire and travel to Greece whenever I can. I go into schools for Book Days because telling and writing helps children find out who they are, and celebrates the world.
Caroline Pitcher in 60 seconds
When did you start writing?1958 on the kitchen table in Yorkshire
What do you love about Short Stories?they are like grains of sand. A whole world in a few pages,
Do you write in other forms?Yes i write novels, poems, comic book and picture book texts.
What distracts you from writing?not much - when I'm walking or travelling, stories are working themselves out in the back of my mind.
Outside of writing, what are your other passions?learning greek, baking, walking with my Dog, Big Leyla
What is your favourite book?the one I've just read -today it's `A History of the Rain' and `Flight of the Maidens'
Who are your favourite writers?Kazuo Ishiguro, Helen Dunmore and Rose Tremain
Where is your dream location?Alonissos
What one item would you put into Room 101?cars on pavements
Do you have any advice for new writers?Read your words out loud, to yourself, the Dog or the curtains.
Work by Caroline Pitcher:
Our Lady of the Iguanas
How will Graciela cope with the spells and the men now Granny is gone? Bring on the Iguanas.... "The alarm snake swayed above her bed. He hissed until Graciela opened her eyes, then spiralled back into the roof. Job done. Graciela could take her time in the mornings now there was no old woman to clean up. She fetched water and washed, lifting her hair away from her neck and spearing it with pins of shell. She struggled into the blue cotton dress and wrapped her shawl around herself, so that nothing could move. The straw hat, big as a planet, waited on the rocking chair. Granny’s voice whispered, Wear the hat, Graciela. Wear it as your crown."
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