I'm often asked what it means to be working class, how you define it and why it's even important to make the distinction in the first place. If I'm honest, I'd never really given these questions much thought until I seriously considered becoming a writer, and then I quickly realised that my background really did matter - and not always for the best reasons.
I wasn't always aware of my class, but I always knew I was different from the many of the characters I read about in my beloved Enid Blyton and Judy Blume books. From a young age, I wanted to be a writer - it was the only thing that excited me. I devoured books so quickly, like I was afraid that they might be taken away. I was excited to go to the library and jumble sales every week and stock up on books.
