Though I’ve grown old, the bell still rings for me as it does for all who truly believe.

I take my ideas from my experiences.

As much as I'd like to meet the tooth fairy on an evening walk, I don't really believe it can happen.

At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.

I write for what's left of the eight-year-old still rattling around inside my head

Your house is all about routine, not the unexpected events of your life.

The opportunity to create a small world between two pieces of cardboard, where time exists yet stands still, where people talk and I tell them what to say, is exciting and rewarding.