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I started writing in preschool, when I'd make up stories about my cat or the kid down the road whose dog ran away. These stories were typically about ten or twelve sentences long, came complete with Windows Paint illustrations on each place, and were bound with two or seven crooked staples. I asked my mother to publish these, not really ever realizing exactly what 'publishing' was. After a few years of sitting through one Young Writers Conference or another, the stories had grown from ten or twelve sentences to ten or twelve pages. Suddenly, in seventh grade, Red Sky was born--a ridiculously long work in comparison to my previous ones. That was a few years back, and Red Sky is now my first published book. I'm still writing, and, thankfully, the quality is still steadily improving.
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