Rebecca Stead
 

Rebecca Stead grew up in New York City, where I was lucky enough to go to an elementary school where I could sit on a windowsill, or even under a table, and read a book during the day. On those windowsills, under those tables, I fell in love with books.

Reading books made me want to write.

But I didn’t believe I could be a writer. Instead, I became a lawyer who dreamed of writing. I got married. I had two sons. And then, one day, I went to a bookstore (an independent bookstore) and bought some books that I remembered loving when I was a kid. I read them again. Not long after that, I began to write.