I've always been a dreamer, preferring to escape into fantasy worlds, living inside my head. My mom had to pry me out of my bedroom, demanding that I put down whatever book had me captured at the moment. And there were many - Little Women, Alice in Wonderland, Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn, Swiss Family Robinson.
But the series that really did it for me, the one that sucked me in and wouldn't let go, was Trixie Belden. I loved Trixie and her rich but lonely friend Honey Wheeler. Oh, and their club, the Bob-Whites. Horses and mysteries. It didn't get any better than that. My best friend and I collected horse statues, went riding at a stable every Saturday, and dreamed of solving mysteries just like Trixie.
Now, I'm a mystery writer. I solve mysteries.
See. dreams can come true, although not always the same way we imagine them.