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Where do I begin? Well, if you’ve looked me up you probably already know that I’m a writer. I’m also an editor. When I was little, I wanted to be everything from an actress to a zookeeper. Hindsight being 20/20, as it always is, throughout all of those dreams two things stayed: I fantasized and I wrote.

Even as a small child, I can remember starting countless books, only to get to the Table of Contents and then setting the project aside. Throughout school, I did well in my English, Literature, and Composition classes; I even wrote a play for my French class that brought the house down. No one could figure out what was going on in our classroom.

My drama teacher, who I will always hold dear to my heart, brought me out of my shell, taught me to act, instilled a sense of worth in me—thank you, Mr. Wayne! I had held onto that through much of early adult life, only to be reminded a few years ago of my composition teacher, Mr. Bennett, who said I could write. Finally, at this juncture in my life, those words hit their mark, I can write—thank you, Mr. Bennett!

Looking back, I’ve come to realize that I’ve always been a writer. I thought I wanted other things—we all do—but in the end, my observant nature, my propensity to live in a fantasy world, and my undying love of words has left me no choice: I must write.

Now, enough about me. Tell me about you!

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