I’m Fionnuala, pronounced “Finoola”, am Irish, living just outside London and I'm hugely proud to say I’m a writer.
Before my writing career, I was an insurance pen pusher, a too-short-to-ever-be-successful model, a secretary, finally ending up in the property world. There, for many years, I was a home search agent – think Phil and Kirstie but without the cameras – that was me. I loved it while it lasted but the day came when that writing itch just had to be scratched.
I’m married, a mother, a sibling, a daughter, a friend: all roles which help provide fodder for the day job plus I’m a dialogue whore; love listening in on conversations, on real life drama. Coffee shops, the tube, standing at a till, I can probably be seen scribbling on a yellow post it. I love to write about relationships, peel away the layers that make up couples, friends, parents and children, siblings. I want to know the ‘who’, the ‘what’ and ‘why’ of what’s happening in their lives and how they really feel about it.