My Ideas Are Not Meant To Suggest

The Opportunity To Create A Small World Between Two Pieces Of Cardboard, Where Time Exists Yet Stands Still, Where People Talk And I Tell Them What To Say, Is Exciting And Rewarding.

My Ideas Are Not Meant To Suggest Dreams Or Reality, But A Surreal Quality.

Certain Peer Pressures Encourage Little Fingers To Learn How To Hold A Football Instead Of A Crayon. I Confess To Having Yielded To These Pressures.

I Write For What's Left Of The Eight-year-old Still Rattling Around Inside My Head

I've Always Thought Of The Book As A Visual Art Form, And It Should Represent A Single Artistic Idea, Which It Does If You Write Your Own Material.