Growing up i was always just a bit of an outcast. Never very good at sports i often turned to the world of books to feel the thrills and emotions that i rarely achieved in my own life. I loved being sucked into stories and ending each one feeling changed, even if only a little. My love turned to addiction to where i would prefer the world of paper and words to math class, history and even english sometimes. i carried around (and read) three or four books at a time and when my parents found out just how much time was going to my hobby they actually asked the librarians not to allow me access to their books for the rest of the school year. I learned to love telling stories as much as reading them and i wish to take others on journeys similar to the ones i grew up with. please enjoy