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Believe it or not, I sold my first novel, Crank, with only seventy-five pages complete. It was in verse then, and it was hard-hitting then.

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Ellen Hopkins
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: March 26
Novelist
Writer
Long Beach
California
Ellen Louise Hopkins
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Seventy
Five
Verse
Firsts
Seventies
First
Verses
Hard
Sold
Believe
Hitting
Complete
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Crank

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