At twenty-two, Robyn decided she needed a career. Several months into it, she started writing a novel. It was to be the first of a fantasy series. She wrote constantly: first thing in the morning, on a pad in the office lunchroom, at night, every weekend. After six months she had a three-hundred-and fifty-thousand word novel. Robyn hated the whole corporate world, complete with business initiatives, gold stars and politics. It really wasn't for her and in the end she left.