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How to write your own life

Someone once told me that reading my novel STONE GARDEN was a bit like having me next to them, talking in their ear. I was slightly insulted but then they said, "No, it was great. I mean, you were a teenage girl but you were also you."


Remember when you were really little, maybe 7 or so? C’mon, you aren’t that old! You were sure of lots of stuff, your favorite colors, your favorite animal, your exact age, what you wanted to be when you grew up, how many times you’d been to Disneyland, or saw a certain movie or went someplace cool?                                                           

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