Author has written 2 stories for ManHua/Chinese Comics/漫画, and Misc. Games.
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I love reading. I love books. I grew up with Dr. Seuss. The Grimms brothers were a familiar name.
I fell in love with Bobbsey Twins at age 10.
Then I met Nancy Drew...and along came The Hardy Boys.
At 12, I was heartbroken to learn that Little Mermaid was actually a tragedy, and Peter Pan never grew up at all.
Such a tragic mermaid...and such a lonely boy.
At 13, I was trapped by Harlequin Romance but it was Barbara Cartland who captured my heart with her Wicked Lords, Dashing Rogues, and Damsels in Distress (..not so much the damsels in distress though :P )
Along the way, I said hello to Charlotte Lamb, Anne Mather, and Penny Jordan, to name a few.
Then I discovered The Dragon Riders of Pern! The flight was so thrilling that till now, I still look for book titles to complete my collection.
I used to tell stories about it to my classmates, and they thought it was real, that Pern really does exist. Who knows?
At 18, Johanna Lindsey intrigued me with her tales of Warriors and Indians and Aliens.
A friend introduced some more authors, though sad to say, their names faded from my mind.
But I still remember the story of that lawyer who was just too witty.
I kind of rub shoulders with Robert Ludlum, Sidney Sheldon, and that other author who just loves to write tragedies. I only ever read JUST ONE of her books. I'll remember her name...maybe later. Or maybe I shouldn't mention her name since I don't like her books anyway, too tragic for my taste.
Graduation came...then an 8 to 5 job...then I relocated, and what a good thing that was too.
Blocking my way was Piers Anthony with his Xanth Series...how I love his funny way of writing. There's also his darker series that I will not mention here.
Vampires and werewolves, little people and trees that walk, and little boys with scars on their foreheads...I passed through them all.
One fine day, a friend said, "Why don't you try reading manga at onemanga.com?"
It was the start of a new love affair.
At the end of it all, here I am, pretending to be a writer.