I've been recognized in airports lots of places, but mostly getting recognized is at home.

To me the book is like having a kid. I have to let it go out in the world, and great things will happen. Maybe they won't, but it has to keep on moving.

Never in his life had Edward been cradled like a baby. Abilene had not done it. Nor had Nellie. And most certainly, Bull had not. It was a singular sensation to be held so gently and yet so fiercely, to be stared down at with so much love. Edward felt the whole of his china body flood with warmth. (page 128)

If you have no intention of loving or being loved, the whole journey is pointless.

As a kid books changed how I looked at the world and helped me understand things. Books still deepen me and open my heart.

And so he was reading the story as if it were a spell and the words of it, spoken aloud, could make magic happen.

What was it like...to have someone who knew you would always return and who welcomed you with open arms?