D. Christian Baker

When I was young, I never thought to myself, "I want to write"; quite the contrary, I hated writing. But I loved to read. And read I did. I read books, that I could only partially understand, because I had read everything else we owned. Over time that love of reading, merged with my creative mind and I began to tell stories. They were lowly at first, stories for role play games, stories to amuse myself, or accompany a map I had created, a picture I had drawn, or a character I had begun to shape. Finally that grew into a love for writing, and the words just flowed from there.

'"My son, my son," said Aslan, "I know. Grief is great. Only you and I in this land know that yet. Let us be good to one another."'
-Jack Lewis, The Magician's Nephew