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Karen Kendall Karen Kendall has written "books" since the age of four. They were bound with staples and published on the refrigerator door for a wide audience of relatives, friends and cats. These works of fiction featured rotten handwriting, little plot, and uninspired artwork, but nobody was cruel enough to point this out at the time. It was later in life that kindly people told Karen she would never make a living at writing, and she decided to major in Art History, with a concentration in 20th century art. The kindly people shook their heads and begged her to look up the word "practical" in the nearest dictionary. Karen worked for museums and galleries, but never could get the writing bug out of her head. She completed three manuscripts (real dogs that still howl under the bed on moonlit nights) and the fourth time was the charm—she finally sold her first book. |
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