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AUTHOR’S NOTE
Thanks for reading! If you’re reading this, you must have read to the end of Generation. I hope you’ve enjoyed the story so far.
I first knew I wanted to be a writer when I was eleven. My teacher asked me to read a story I’d written to the class. It had been inspired by Dodie Smith’s Starlight Barking. When I finished, I realised my classmates had been quiet all the time they’d been listening, which was pretty unusual for them as I recall!
Anyway, I loved the fact that my friends had enjoyed my story. After that, I loved to write. For many years, I secretly nurtured dreams of making it my full-time occupation. I never had the confidence to really try, however. What if I tried and no one wanted to read my books?
