![]() ![]() He pointed at me, real sharp-like, and said, “Are you Karen Kingsbury?” Bob was a surly old journalist with a lifetime of experience. That year I took an English class and three weeks into the semester, Professor Bob Scheibel ordered me to the front of the room. There was a point in my freshman year at Pierce College when I actually decided I was sick of writing. ![]() The beach was just thirty minutes away over Malibu Canyon, and there on the shore of the Pacific Ocean I dreamed about being a novelist.īut the practical side of writing looked like journalism, which I studied through high school and college. I loved Southern California back then and I grew up in the San Fernando Valley – a true Valley girl. When I was 10 years old we left Michigan for California, where we stayed for the next two decades. In books I found friends I never had to leave. ![]() Maybe it was the moving that truly underlined my love for reading. We moved often because of my dad’s computer programming job with IBM. I had the story memorized by the time I was five. Seuss from the first time my dad read me The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. I was born in Fairfax, VA, the oldest of Anne and Ted Kingsbury’s five children. ![]()
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