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If someone were to ask me why I write, I would have to reply, “Why not?” It is part of who I am.   As a child, my love of a good story often got me into trouble at school. I would hide my library book, usually  a mystery, behind the pages of a bulky school text. That is probably the reason my grades suffered in other areas, especially math.

At night, my mother would often find me hiding under the bed sheets reading. This was after she had told me more than once to turn out the lights…