I have always loved stories. I developed insomnia when I was ten and after many long nights staring at the ceiling and the ghosts, I stumbled upon telling myself stories as a way to fall asleep. Although the stories have changed a lot since then, I still fall asleep with a story in my head.
I began writing at the suggestion of my 14 year old niece because she wanted to know how a story ended.
I love it. If I’m not writing, I’m thinking about writing or dreaming up new stories. Don’t ask me what I’m working on unless you’re prepared to be held captive for hours. Seriously. Ask anyone.
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