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.

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.

I picked books by their covers - the worse the cover, the more I wanted to read it.

I collect things that just look retarded.

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.

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.