- I didn't read at all until I was 12. I just couldn't. It was too frustrating.
- I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.
- I picked books by their covers - the worse the cover, the more I wanted to read it.
- I definitely have managed to overcome dyslexia now to become a fully functional human being but things were a lot more difficult when I was younger.
- At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.
- I've always wanted to have a book published - it was a dream of mine, but the thought of actually writing a book made me feel really sick.
- My father would often work all night and sleep during the day, so for us, dinner might be pancakes, and breakfast might be beef stroganoff.
- When we had to do book reports, I would pick a book that no one read and just make it up and turn that in. I got praised for my imagination.
- I would ask my parents something, but then go to my siblings. We were encouraged to bounce ideas off everyone.
- I miss my Dad. My Dad loved cheesy monster movies, so we'd have Godzilla movie marathons. Those are some of my favorite memories, laughing at how the monster outfits were so bad, like black garbage bags for heads.
- I collect things that just look retarded.
- My parents told us how they felt but never imposed their beliefs on us, although I appreciate I got a healthy sense of democracy from them.
- The way this whole novel thing came together was, I sold them one bill of goods and then didn't communicate very well. I am like Captain Run-on Sentence.
- I think what my father appreciated was the science experiment of life. He had these kids, and they had their own experiences. He wanted us to discover the world for ourselves.
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