April Henry
I write for so many reasons.
First, I write because no one will pay me to read and eat Doritos, which would probably be the perfect job.
I write because I was once a teen who needed to escape into stories. I grew up poor in a little town, but books showed me all different kinds of lives. Now I write books that allow other readers to escape. To imagine that they could be as brave and resourceful as the people in my thrillers.
Being a writer has also led to me learning so many interesting things, like what it’s like to be blind, how to get out of handcuffs with a bobby pin, or whether you could really crawl through duct work like they do in the movies.
I write because I love to hear from people who thought they didn’t like to read—until they read one of my books.
Books are like magic and now I’m a magician.