About Bec
Bec Zugor didn’t start writing until she turned 40 in 2003. It came about by accident, which is not surprising, as she’s always been accident-prone. In 2010, she gave herself concussion just by flicking hair away from her face. Back to the writing: she browsed the job ads and spotted one which read, “Why not be a writer?” and the clichéd thunderbolt struck.
A lifelong daydreamer (that might explain the accidents), she wishes it had occurred to her to write some of her imaginings down. She’s trying to make up for lost time now.
Bec became a depressive at an early age. She was a painfully-shy misfit at school and, with limited conversational skills, was frequently misunderstood. She escaped into the world of books. In adulthood, she learned to accept her odd way of thinking, leading to her jumping out of planes and wanting to be a knife juggler.
While learning the craft she has written in different genres, from women’s magazine stories, through general fiction (and one children’s story) to futuristic and horror. She lets off steam by writing humorous poetry, and was flushed with excitement to have her nonsense poem ‘Deep-fried Flip-flops’ framed and displayed in a public toilet somewhere in the Shetland Islands. If you spot it on your travels, she’d love to hear from you.
In 2004 her story The Birdcage won third prize in the Writers Bureau Short Story Competition. Since then she’s been placed or shortlisted in several competitions, and has had stories published online and in print magazines. She lives in Sussex, England, with her husband and two sons.
Horror is Bec’s favourite genre; she sees it as a distraction from the horror we see in real life.
