Welcome to Helen Taylor Author

Lately, my writing life has stopped behaving like tidy shelves labelled “fiction” and “non‑fiction”. Instead, everything seems to be talking to each other — ideas crossing over, themes echoing, one project nudging another awake. And honestly, I’m enjoying the chaos.

a good review is worth its weight in gold. Not because it feeds an ego or ticks a box, but because it represents something far more meaningful—a reader who connected with the story I poured my heart into.

The last two weeks have been a lesson I didn’t expect to learn this year, how to stop. I went into surgery knowing recovery would take time, but I underestimated just how much my body—and especially my head—would insist on complete stillness.