Also Jaqueline Wilson was completely the formative author of my childhood. I met her at a signing once and I can remember it so clearly; she looked so exactly like she always does, grey hair, grey clothes, gentle smile, all those rings. In year--eight, I think, I remember doing a book review presentation on her book Girls Under Pressure because that book meant so much to me as a fat kid ): I'm pretty sure I got really emotional in front of my whole English class.