Becky Wright, author of gothic fiction inspired by folklore, forgotten history and the haunted landscapes of Suffolk, where history, place and imagination quietly intertwine.

Hello, I’m Becky

I write gothic fiction inspired by folklore, forgotten history and the haunted landscapes of Suffolk. My stories are rooted in ancient churches, weathered gravestones, village legends and the places where the past still lingers close to the surface.

A wife, mother, grandmother, book lover, tattoo collector and music enthusiast, I’ve always been fascinated by the traces people leave behind. It’s often the smallest detail, a forgotten name, an old photograph, a local legend or an unexpected discovery, that sparks the beginning of a new story.

From Suffolk, With Shadows

Suffolk has always been more than a backdrop to my stories. It is the place that shaped my imagination, where folklore, history and the quiet traces of those who came before us seem woven into the landscape itself. Over the years, I’ve been fortunate enough to share stories inspired by my Suffolk home with readers around the world, and several of my novels have become bestsellers. Yet my greatest inspiration still begins close to home.

Living in rural Suffolk has taught me to look beyond what is immediately visible. A weathered name carved into stone, an old oak tree standing sentinel for centuries, a forgotten footpath or a local legend passed quietly from one generation to the next can all become the spark for a new story.

That fascination naturally led me to gothic fiction. I’m drawn to stories where history and folklore intertwine, where the past reaches into the present, and where landscapes become as important as the characters who walk through them. For me, place is never simply a setting. It carries memory, history and a voice of its own. Sometimes it’s the landscape that whispers the story first.

Every story begins with a question. Sometimes it’s inspired by a forgotten name, sometimes by an old legend, and sometimes by a place that simply refuses to let go. Those quiet traces continue to shape everything I write.

Stone Angel grave in Mellis Churchyard, Suffolk

Beyond the Page

Coffee is never far from my desk, and neither is music. Rock, alternative and emo have long provided the soundtrack to my days, while books continue to compete for every spare shelf in the house.

I have an incurable habit of wandering into ancient churches, lingering among weathered gravestones and taking far more photographs than I probably need. My camera roll is filled with stained glass, Suffolk skies, ancient oak trees and the occasional curious crow that happens to cross my path.

Beyond Suffolk, I love exploring historic places such as Whitby and York, discovering the stories hidden within their streets, buildings and landscapes. I’m equally at home with a camera in one hand, a notebook in the other, or planning the next adventure that might lead me to an unexpected piece of history.

Every place I visit leaves its mark in some way. Sometimes it’s a photograph, sometimes it’s a page of notes, and sometimes it quietly waits for years before finding its way into a story.

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