Kim Barlow
About Me
I grew up in the dusty streets of Johannesburg, South Africa where the red highveld sand can destroy any pair of white takkies. For over a decade I dedicated my waking hours to producing books, magazines and newspapers for others—NGOs, government projects, you name it. But it wasn’t until I decided to write my own book, well into my thirties that I truly found my voice.
At the beginning of my writing career many many years ago, I ran a journalism club in a detention center for delinquent girls in Cape Town. It was there, among their stories of criminality, suffering and hardship that I understood how writing could offer a fresh start and hope. I believe in the power of stories. Not just the ones we read in books, but the ones we live every day. I believe in YOUR story, and you should too.
