The summer between my Freshman and Sophomore year of high school I decided to write a book. At the time our family was living on Lake Havasu, and my summers were spent working at Havasu Palms’ small convenience store and marina. It could get a little boring working at the store, so I hauled my manual Royal typewriter to work with me and would sit behind the counter in my bathing suit, working on my manuscript when I wasn’t waiting on customers or stocking shelves. My friends inspired my characters. It was a mystery, sort of love story, about a bunch of teenagers, told by the family dog’s perspective. I called it The Privileged Ones.