I was told from a very early age that, having dyslexia, I would never be a writer. Looking into my daughters’ eyes made me think. How can I tell them that they can be whatever they want to be if I am too afraid to believe in those words myself?
I’ve been telling stories as long as I can remember.
After graduating from Brewster Academy, in Wolfeboro New Hampshire, I went to Whitman College where I pursued a degree in Anthropology and a minor in studio art. After a semester abroad, at Monash University in Melbourne Australia, (where I learned more about scuba diving and beach volley ball than anything else) I transferred to the University of Washington where I graduated with a degree in communications.
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