I love when I'm trying to do something I don't know how to do, and it kind of figures itself out along the way. And that means messing up a lot. That means throwing away a lot of drawings.

I had a general outline of subjects. The way I start my days is my husband brings me a thermos of coffee up to the bedroom.

I'm structured with time.

I don't feel like it's something I invented myself, rather something I absorbed and continue to do.

I don't think about it that much, but sometimes I am surprised by that. I sometimes wonder why I didn't turn out to be the kind of picture-book writer who has stuffed animals that go with their books. That would be okay with me.

In some ways I'm very structured.

I knew what infinity was. Being a previous art student, I knew about some art concepts.