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 would ask my parents something, but then go to my siblings. We were encouraged to bounce ideas off everyone.

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

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

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.

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.