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A young woman named Addy loved making art, and practiced sketching all day long to become the very best in all her town. But one day, she was completely stumped. She looked around her room, full of art pieces featuring mystical puppies, sci-fi landscapes of a futuristic Burlington, and a portrait of Josh Groban that looked so real, you could start a conversation with it. But nothing inspired her. Had she really created everything there was to create? Depressed, she looked out her window, and made a wish on a nearby mug for inspiration to return to her. The next morning, she sprung out of bed, and used her skill in sketching to create the most

Part 1: The Basics (2013) 1. What is your full name? ► Anja Maine Niequist 2. Where and when were you born? ► October 4th, 1991: Year of the Goat and a Libra. I don't put too much stock in them, but they can provide some interesting insights every once in a while. 3. Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.) ► My mother is Maleena Antonia Niequist, and my father some man she spent the month with while her husband was away on business.  She's a stay at home mother, but sells jams and such out of house while tending our garden and the other children that she sometimes watches.  Her h

Chapter One: Into the mind of a semi-girl     Ada woke up and slammed her fist down on the alarm clock.  It had been going off for about twenty minutes and she was pissed.  Though she only had herself to blame of course.  She rolled over and pulled her covers up for a brief last moment with their warmth before rolling over and sitting up groggily.  She looked left rubbed her eye, looked right and ran a hand through her hair.  She clicked her tongue and threw back her blankets before jumping out of bed. "Maaaaaaaaaa-" She shouted out her bedroom door, which was the only room on the second floor, down to her mother in the Kitchen.  "Got any

Part 3: Past Influences 29. What do you consider the most important event of your life so far? ► We went to London once, to ride the giant London Eye, and that was exciting. But I don't remember much of that; I passed out. Fear of heights and all that. But other than that, I remember Connor being born.  My dad was with Vivian when she was pregnant because she left her man, he left her, what have you.  He wasn't the best tool in the shed if you get my meaning.  Nah, bad analogy, never mind.  But holding that little squirt in my arms was the best thing ever.  He'll always be my little br

Part 2: Growing Up 15. How would you describe your childhood in general? ► It was very … interesting.  My mum and dad stayed living together for a few years until I was old enough to understand what was going on.  Apparently I just shrugged it off and told them I knew. Smiled up at my mom and winked as I made two girl dollies kiss each other.  She just about keeled over from laughter and my dad just stood there chuckling to himself.  I was a smartarse.  It was a good childhood. 16. What is your earliest memory? ► I remember playing dollies with K.C. on the playground.  A few years later we started playing there with Jenni