As a young girl, I can remember having such an urge to create and write stories. My stories were about princesses and princes, monsters, and white witches that were all eventually captured and taught a lesson by a fierce, strong lion. Clearly, I mimicked many of C.S. Lewis’s stories and characters; but they were my own stories with a funny or crazy twist.I was always so proud of my books. I used to think, “I am just like C.S. Lewis!” I would then show them to, and read to, whoever would listen.