You can call me Ann. My relationship with books started with pure hate, and tears (not good ones). It was after years of an endless persistence, by my parents, that I managed to pick a book in my hands and read till the end. It had 197 pages and arrived at home around 1pm, and by 10pm I was 15 pages to finish it. My love started right there, with those 197 pages. 

I'm just a lover. Of books, of writing. I can never get tired of a good suspense and psychological thriller, nor a creative and mind blowing fantasy novel. As such, my writing tends to fall in those same categories. I cry easily, and it's not that hard to make me laugh. Through reading, you can feel and see so much. Discover so many worlds. As a writer, my desire is only one: Whatever I feel and whenever I go, I want my readers to feel and see the same. It doesn't need to be exactly the same, you see. But the need to pass forward and make them see how much life there is inside the books they read through their days.... This is a necessity that I seek to accomplish. By all means.

Books are alive. Their characters are alive. I just shake my hands with a few, and try to write what I discovered. The interesting parts, of course.