Since the 9th grade, I hoped to become an author. Like many ambitions, there was an inspiring teacher, Mrs. Barkely, behind it. One day after submitting an essay on Moby Dick, she advised, “You should think about being a writer.”
At twenty-two, I was partly there, working as a journalist overseas. At thirty, I sold my first boo…
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