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 At the age of seven, I began to hide books under my pillow at night. Once my parents believed I was asleep, I’d read by the light filtering in from the hallway. I neglected my homework, went to school sandy-eyed, often got caught and had books confiscated, but I was a hard case; I could not stop reading. I had found my passion, my solace and my inspiration. My addiction, one might say.
Somehow I made it through school and eventually attained my BA in English (with a Drama & Theatre major) at McGill University in Montreal. I had developed a second addiction, this one to the stage, and returned home to Toronto for a colorful and character-building ten years as a professional actor.
In my late twenties, I started to suspect that my love of storytelling and my appreciation for language were leading me somewhere, and it wasn’t Hollywood super-stardom or, sadly, the Stratford stage. My fiction addiction was still in full force and I finally knew what I wanted to be when I grew up: a writer.
I started writing in 2003 and, to date, have completed two novels and three plays. My one-act play, 7 Acts of Intercourse, debuted at Toronto’s SummerWorks Festival in 2005 and my novel, Falling Under, will be published by Plume/Penguin in the Spring of 2008.
I live in Toronto with my husband, our daughter and our dog—a very fierce cock-a-poo. I’m currently at work on a third book and a fourth play and trying to figure out how either can be completed with a toddler on my hip, at my heels or sitting on my chest with her nose pressed up against mine.
Read more about Danielle on her website.
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