In grade school, Joy was struggled with reading. However, when she discovered the adventures found in books, she “forgot” that she couldn’t read. “By the age of 11, I was a book addict who haunted the local library,” says Joy. “And like all children who over-dose on reading, I penned the overflow. Writing too, became an addiction.”
She married a farmer when she was twenty-years-old, lived on a dairy farm and raised four children. “During those years I milked cows, changed diapers, made puppets and play dough and wrote short stories in the evenings.” Joy states. An editor in New York read one of those stories, reprinted in Short Story International. That query led to five novels for adults. She was also writing stories for her son Edward, who was a slow reader. These little stories made their way to other children, other schools and by the early 1970s, teachers were making “big books” from them to use with their students. “Can you get these stories published?” they asked.
Joy is still writing full-time. These days the creative hours are divided between adult writing — articles, spiritual reflection material, stories and novels — and books for children.
Joy Cowley lives in New Zealand with her family.