When I was a very small child, I fell in love with books of all types. I could lose myself for hours in Alice and Wonderland, Black Beauty, and Tom Sawyer. As I grew older, I started reading books that portrayed actual people. I became interested in books on the Holocaust and read many titles, including the Diary of Anne Frank. These real-world stories and my large imagination started me on a path of story
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and sometimes darkest, areas of my imagination. Many readers of my stories find it hard to believe that I could write such foreboding material, because I seem to be a very quiet, passive person. People who know me do not realize that, when I write, my meek personality is the fuel to my fire. When I am quiescent and subdued, I just may be visualizing one of them as a character in my next story.