All the drawings are mine. Originally, the idea I sold to Random House was an illustrated recipe book on how to defend yourself against monsters.
Comic books really roped me in because the images were telling a lot of the story.
I collect things that just look retarded.
I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.
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 picked books by their covers - the worse the cover, the more I wanted to read it.
I'm in the middle of book two, but stalled. When I was in trouble with book one, I was writing a chapter a night.
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.
There was something about the thickness of a book that would just kill it for me. A fat book? That was kryptonite.
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.
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