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“Fiction is like wrestling with angels-you do not expect to win, but you do expect to come away from the experience changed.”

Quote by Jane Yolen

Book:Take Joy: The Writers Guide To Loving The Craft

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Take Joy: The Writers Guide To Loving The Craft

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Jane Yolen is an American author known for her extensive work in the field of children's literature, born on February 11, 1939. Her writings span across various genres, including children's literature, adult fiction, and poetry, renowned for their vivid imagination and profound emotional depth. more

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