"I grew up waking to the sound of two big old typewriters typing very fast, a sound that is roughly equivalent in my mind to the smell of hot coffee. Lying in bed each morning I heard the rapid clicking of the typewriter keys, the loud bell of the carriage, my mother's occasional murmur. When my brother, sisters, and I drifted into the kitchen at seven a.m., our parents had already put in a good two or three hours of work.
At the breakfast table, I slouched over a book and ate cereal while my parents talked about writing. Words like "plot," "characterization," and "dialogue" floated past me. They had nothing to do with the books that enthralled me, or with the shining worlds of my imagination.
Our house was full of books, and we visited libraries and bookstores often. I was a passionate reader and an occasional writer. Reading was like falling into another world. I wanted to encompass many lives, many thoughts, many visions with my mind. My love of books was so powerful, yet at the same time such a part of my daily life, that I didn't even notice it.
In school, I often flunked creative subjects. I skipped high school frequently and spent the days reading in the public library. Although I looked at the world through "prose colored glasses," it didn't occur to me that I would be a writer until I was in my late twenties."
Anne Mazer grew up in a family of writers in upstate New York. Intending to be an artist, she studied at the School of Visual and Performing Arts at Syracuse University. She then went to Paris for three years where she studied French and French literature at the Sorbonne, and where she began to write. She is the author of five picturebooks, four novels, and one collection of short stories for young readers. She has also edited four anthologies for Persea Books.