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DeAnna Cameron Photo credit: Jason Wallis of Jason Wallis Photography / Costa Mesa, California People often ask why I write. The answer is simple: I love stories. I love the way they grab you and take you to a different world, whether it's the world of someone who could live next door, or in another country, or on another planet. Stories more than any other medium help us transcend ourselves and see life through someone else's eyes. I've always thought that was magical. Even during my journalism career as a writer and editor for a number of Southern California publications over the past fifteen years, it has always been the human element that captivates me most. The issues tend to fade from memory, but what remains are the people their struggles and their triumphs. Their stories. When I started my own story, my best writing days came when I forgot anyone else might read what I was writing. I was telling myself a story, weaving in what-ifs and then-whats, and building it around my second greatest passion: the art and history of belly dancing. The result is THE BELLY DANCER, my first novel. White I await its publication in July 2009, I'm entertaining myself with new stories, and someday I might share those as well. |
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