Beverley Dalton

Turning 'late-blooming' into an art form.

I was always the kid sent to the back of the class for talking too much. But all that constant chatter was  just the genesis of the word-obsession that would one day lead to me becoming a writer.
The only teacher who never banished me to the back was himself a writer, and he used my name as a character in his first book. A good omen? You betcha.
Now I’ve written a memoir of my vagabond years, spent living full-time in an old, American motorhome. And I’ve discovered my writing voice means I’m actually the secret love-child of Bill Bryson and Bridget Jones.
Well, why not? Somebody should be.

Adventurous

Humorous

Just because I've never done something before, doesn't mean I can't.

My one precious week a year where I teach English in Poland. It's Wroclaw this year. Can't wait!

Let's go clubbing

I'll be launching a website later this year to formalise my work as a developmental editor.So you won't have to wait to long to have me entirely at your disposal.

Secrets

Word gods

Any book with Captain Vimes in is solid gold. Read them in order and thank me later.

Wanna know where all the weirdoes are? Here, in any Irving book.

A mere stripling, but 'The Once and Future Witches' may be my favourite book of the last ten years.

What I'd save in a house fire

Don't judge me, it was a birthday present. Plus, Binnie holds my headphones for me.

What can I say? I have taste.

So I can drink coffee out of a Midwinter cup, as Binnie and I watch my house burn down.

Check this out

My last exhibition, 'Still Knives', was held in Bath, UK.

The wonderful Annie Summerlee asked me to collaborate with her on a series of podcasts on writing.