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Bigger Plans...?

As long as I can remember, I've loved fantasy. The first book series I remember being interested in was the Jewel Kingdom series when I was in first grade. I was totally and completely obsessed, and spent all my parent's spare change on Scholastic book-order forms and book fairs.

Later, in fourth grade, I was introduced to Harry Potter. What better time to be praying for your first owl than age eleven?! My disappointment upon not receiving said owl did not quench my thirst for new magical adventures, however.

As I grew older, I developed such a deeply ingrained appreciation for the written word. There isn't a genre I don't like... But, fantasy, sci-fi, thriller, and adventure always draw me back in. Of course, that admiration extends to movies and TV as well.

I can't help but be obsessed with Game of Thrones (book and show.) 
My love of Harry Potter runs so deeply that it's basically a part of my soul (ahem, horcrux?)
The cancellation of Firefly (and the ending of Serenity) left me frustrated and heartbroken.

All of this love stemmed from one little book series. The first spark of interest that was later fueled by the stories of spectacular wordsmiths.

I still have a few ideas bouncing around for picture books for early readers. It's likely that I'll finish those before I really delve into writing anything else. But I have a long-term goal of writing a chapter book series for beginner-intermediate readers. It's a dream of mine to maybe, just maybe, be the one who kindles a love of reading and literacy in future generations of young people. If even one child became a life-long book lover because of something I wrote... My dream would be accomplished. My bucket list could be checked off.

Too bad my kids just roll their eyes at my stories. Jeez, mom! You're such a weirdo!

Always keep adventuring!
♥ Rachel

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