There have been enough times where I didn’t get schoolwork done on time because my mind was far, far away in my imaginary world. Once I had my computer (which I affectionately christened “Sonya”), there was nothing stopping me from staying locked up in my room late at night while my fingers whirred over the keyboard. I jotted down unnumbered story beginnings on paper, but never finished a manuscript until after I got an old laptop for Christmas one year. I was about eleven when I created the world that would eventually be home to my Argetallam Saga. I put it together with duct tape and since I couldn’t spell my goat’s name-Count-I wrote “123” instead. When I was about six, I wrote (and proudly illustrated) a very short picture book about my dog and pet goat. One time, my mother told me that that was from where fairies came in and out of the library. When I was little, my mother used to take me and my brother to our local library for “story time.” The library was then in an old brick building and there were cracks near the ceiling that had been badly patched and looked kind of like holes. Welcome to Elisabeth Wheatley! Elisabeth's the sixteen year old author of the Argetallam series, published by Chengalera Press, and she’s here to talk about her life as a young writer.
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