When I say I began writing at age five, it's true. My mom had kept a journal of my siblings and my "developments" - what our hobbies were, our likes, funny stories, etc. She had written that I would tell stories, obviously unable to write them at that point. I can't remember a time I didn't love writing. Many children want to be something when they grow up - firemen, princesses, vampires, hobbits - ya know, the usual. A lot of them change their mind later, or their dreams are simply unachievable (c'mon, I want to believe Frodo Baggins is real, too). I wanted to be a professional author. Always. Finally reaching the day my book was published is a day I will never forget. I did it. I'm living my childhood dream. So don't give up, don't let your dreams die. (Go ahead, move to Forks and live your best vamp life.)

My love for reading, oh boy. I'll find any excuse to go to the bookstore, though my pile of unread books continues to grow. I love the smell, the feel, the way it sits on a bookshelf. My kids and household duties keep me busy, so finding the time to read is scarce. I try to read at least a chapter in bed every night, but I end up falling asleep. AUDIO BOOKS, my friends! I'm able to fall asleep listening to at least five chapters a night! I still buy the physical copies, because I'm an adult - just try to stop me!

If I could have any superpower, it would be the ability to read a book in one minute and know every tiny detail. Did you know that you would have to read 4,716 books A DAY to read all the books in the world before you die? With this superpower, I could read every book twice and still have years to go.