There is no shortage of Jacqueline Wilson profiles, but this is a good feature:
“We lived in a very small flat, I’m an only child so it was just my parents and me. I remember I locked myself in the loo, and was having some long involved imaginary game.
“I heard giggling outside, I opened the door and there were both my parents, listening, absolutely spluttering with laughter because I’d been muttering in different voices. I felt so humiliated and embarrassed. That was very clever because it taught me to play it in my head.
“Afterwards I’d be sitting there, looking gormless but actually playing the game inside my head. And in a way, that is what a writer does. Certainly by the time I was six, I knew very much that I wanted to be a writer,” says the 71-year-old who was raised in Bath, Somerset.
She has been creating stories ever since, becoming one of the most-read in children’s literature. Her books, often dealing in subjects like adoption, illness or family strife, are passed on by generations because they feel real.