A moment that changed me: deciding to be a writer | Paula Cocozza

I felt I was being watched – and from a tangle of brambles came the triangulated stare of a fox. I had to write about itAll my life I have read stories. A few years ago, quite out of the blue, I started to write one. I was 40. My children were two and five. I had a job with fairly long hours; at home, the constant churn of domestic duties. On paper, it was not the best time to decide to start. I couldn’t even point to a childhood spent stapling books. But for me the urge was irrefusa