Longing Is Not Always A Reciprocal Thing.

I Read My Books Out Loud To Myself Because Of The Demands Of The Story And Demands Of Language.

I Was Visiting My Mother In Florida When The September 11, 2001 Attacks Happened. I Was Working On The Tale Of Despereaux At That Point. I Had Already Gone Into Writing It With A Great Deal Of Trepidation And Fear, And Then This God-awful Thing Happens And It Was Really Hard To Even Get Back Home To Minneapolis.

Go Home And Read To Your Adult. We Forget How Much We Love To Be Read To.

That Is Surely The Truth, At Least For Now. But Perhaps You Have Not Noticed: The Truth Is Forever Changing.

Forgiveness, Reader, Is, I Think, Something Very Much Like Hope And Love - A Powerful, Wonderful Thing. And A Ridiculous Thing, Too.