An ex-archaeologist enjoying life in the slow-lane, Lauren K. Nixon is an indie author fascinated by everyday magic.
She is the author of numerous short stories and the Chambers Magic series. She also curates the fabulous Short Story Superstars, a vibrant community of writers, whose anthology is now available!
Having studied Archaeological Sciences at Bradford University - a truly global subject - Lauren went on to discover that what everyone always told her about there being no jobs in archaeology was quite true. Happily, there are many things to keep her occupied, and when she's not writing she can be found gardening, singing, reading, playing the fool and playing board games.
Do you remember the first story you ever wrote?
I think 'wrote' might be pushing it. I remember having a very tiny exercise book when I was about three and scribbling and drawing a long narrative about going to the shopping centre (I distinctly recall there being a page covered in crazy, lime green zigzags which was definitely about escalators). I realised it would be easier to read if someone wrote down the words more clearly at the bottom, but when I showed it to my seven year old neighbour he broke it to me I hadn't actually 'written' anything - it was all just scribbles! I'd just assumed people would know what it meant!
Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
I lived in a small mining town in North Staffordshire until I was six - it's where some parts of my family have lived about as far back as records go (and probably longer). It gave me a tremendous sense of place, even though we moved away, partly because we went back every weekend to see my grandparents. It's also a place where you can see traces of the past (from several eras) everywhere, and parts of it feel pretty magical at times.
Stafford, which is where I lived until I moved away to Uni, was less obviously magical - in that it's a county town full of office buildings, but there are parts of it that can be beautiful, ancient, or just plain odd when you take the time to look. That's a big aspect in my writing. As are friendship and mischief, and Stafford and my Uni years are definitely to blame for those! (You know who you are!)
At the heart of the sleepy market town of Brindleford is an old shopping arcade. Half-empty and generally overlooked by the inhabitants, it is full of secrets. But all that is about to change: there are darker things afoot in Brindleford. In a church on the outskirts of the town an ancient evil is stirring, responding to the call of the wicked soul in search of it…