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I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed up into the squeaky hours of the night because I couldn’t put a book down, and that was a tragedy.

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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
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Fantasy Author
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Salt Lake City
Utah
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Go on, son, you're not doing me any good by bleeding.
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