I have been an avid reader since I was very young; essentially since I could start reading. I had started reading children’s books, often bringing home stacks upon stacks from the library and breezing through them before we even got home. When I got a little older I started reading the Chronicles of Narnia and couldn’t get through it fast enough. When I was nine my grandfather gave me his well-loved copy of the Hobbit. I read it at least five times in the first year and fell in love with classics and books as a whole. I read Lord of the Rings shortly after.

As part of my home-school studies, I had to take a creative writing class. I hated the class. I took it for several years and accepted my doom of having to write essays. I didn’t realize it then, but that class greatly helped shape who I am now as a writer.

Around that time I read a book called Passages: Darien’s Rise and it, combined with Lord of the Rings and others like it, made me want more like them. I talked about it with my mom and she said that I should write my own book. That’s what I did. My first book was about a race of Lego people who lost their memories. From where I sit now in my journey as a writer, it was an awful book, but that’s not what I thought when I wrote it. It was an extremely short story, but I thought it was long enough, and I decided to keep writing others. Years passed and I wrote more and more and read lot’s of books. After a while of writing, I became bored and stopped.

Years passed and in 2021 I was doing the dishes and letting my mind wander. I suddenly realized that it had been several years since I had last written a story, so I decided to set out to write a book. I now work on my book during the day and draw maps (a passion also sparked by the Hobbit) when I’m not writing.