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 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 had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.

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.

I didn't read at all until I was 12. I just couldn't. It was too frustrating.