Like many writers, I began to string words together as soon as I could form letters. I surprised my mother with a self-published, self-illustrated book when I was six years old. Though my drawing never improved, my writing has, and I’ve managed to publish a bit of short fiction.
I have twice won a first-place award for my writing at the Philadelphia Writers’ Conference, and I’ve written three novel-length works, as well as a book-length meditation on one poem by Pablo Neruda.
By the end of 2013, I will have either sold or epublished my first novel. Count on it.