I think a lot of writers probably say they always knew they wanted to be a writer. This is true for me, as well. I found an old photo album that my aunt put together for me, and right on the inside cover I wrote “Future Author” with an arrow pointing to it from where I’d written “Dream”. Funny thing is, while I was busy surviving life, I’d forgotten this dream until recently when I’d found this scrapbook in my office, flipped open the front cover, and in that moment, made a promise to that young girl full of dreams and loopy handwriting.