I love stories. At the absolute core of who I am, all polished skillsets and learned priorities aside, I love stories. And I found that love very early on in my life, telling my first and second-grade teachers I would write books one day. When I reflect on it a bit, I recognize two catalysts for my love for storytelling: my grandma, whose animated and insightful recollection of her life often entertained me for long stretches on road trips, and Final Fantasy VI.
Known at that time in the U.S. as Final Fantasy III, the video game came into my brother and my possession when I was around the age of 5. Just beginning to read, I would watch him play the game and follow complex characters through a riveting, twisted journey. Twists stole my breath, characters tugged at my heartstrings, and the seed was planted: my obsession with rich narratives was kindled.