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THE EMMA MAKES STORY
When we were kids, Dad would whittle off the top side of a pencil and write our names carefully in block lettering. EMMA. JACOB. TOM. ISAAC.
When I wasn’t writing fantastical stories or drawing I was making a valiant effort to read the Winton Public Library.
I still love words and language. Clever people delight me. And I still read a lot.
Now my pencils carry a range of witty sayings, they’re sold across New Zealand and Australia, and I get paid to write, and read, and have smart conversations about really important things (not pencils).
When I'm not doing this I like to chill out by making Instagram stories.
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