It all started with my grandmother who, although not literate, could spin stories and songs out of thin air.

Growing up in wartime Lebanon, books were not as easy to come by as they are today. When they did arrive, they were precious things, to be read and reread. They opened doors into different times and places, into new and unknown worlds. I dived in, and still haven't come up for air.

As well as writing, I tutor and run writing workshops. I am also involved with refugee and wildlife charities. Otherwise, if I am not doing any of the above, then I will be out on a long, long walk with my dog. As Dickens put it, "If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish."

"Why I Write" article published in slowculture.eu