My name is Ann Cunningham and I was born in Loughborough, Leicestershire, at our family home on the 16 July 1968. I have lived in this town all my life and as I write this, my home is in an old Victorian terrace that was built around 1895.
My parents are both from Ireland. I am an only girl and have three older brothers. I was very quiet and shy when I was younger and I would snuggle up to my parents whenever we were at anyone’s house.
My family would often talk about their lives back in Ireland and at Christmas, we would all get together at my grandmother’s house. It was a night of singing and dancing. We all looked forward to it every year.
I loved to go shopping with my mother. I was always at her side and she would talk away to her friends and introduce me to them. I have never forgotten who they are.
I think for me, all of these experiences have enabled me to become a writer, along with being a good storyteller.
My first experience of writing came about five years ago when a friend asked if I would like to write on a new art website that he and his family had created. I agreed and found that I had a natural flair when I wrote about great artists and charities that had changed people’s lives through art.
My own life has had it’s challenges and has been very difficult at times, but through trust, faith and determination I ave been able to overcome them.
I write about my own life and the things that have helped me and my passions
Being creative is something that I really enjoy, and of late I have started to write short stories, poems, and now this first novel of mine.
I would never have been able to do this without the love and support of my family.
I give thanks to my father, John, for his love and guidance over the years, and for helping me to believe and trust, even when you think you can’t, that life does get better.
To my mother, Margaret, for her love and kind nature. She looked after everyone, not just me, and was a real friend to many.
My three brothers, Pat, Tom, and Pete. They are all very different, but each one of them has helped me and taken care of me.
Last but not least, to my little girl, Rosie, for bringing lots of love and happiness into my life, especially after my mother died when I was sixteen.