There was a table laid with jellies and trifles, with a party hat beside each place, and a birthday cake with seven candles on it in the center of the table. The cake had a book drawn on it, in icing. My mother, who had organized the party, told me that the lady at the bakery said that they had never put a book on a birthday cake before, and that mostly for boys it was footballs or spaceships. I was their first book.
Neil GaimanItโs not that theyโre small, the fair folk. Especially not the queen of them all, Mab of the flashing eyes and the slow smile with lips that can conjure your heart under the hills for a hundred years. Itโs not that theyโre small. Itโs that weโre so far away.
Neil GaimanI've been blogging since February of 2001. When I started blogging, it was a dinosaur blog. It was me and a handful of tyrannosaurs. We'd be writing blog entries like, 'The tyrannosaurus is getting grumpy.'
Neil GaimanI feel like I am involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a dealer who won't tell me the rules, and who smiles all the time.
Neil GaimanItโs a New Year and with it comes a fresh opportunity to shape our world. So this is my wish, a wish for me as much as it is a wish for you: in the world to come, let us be brave โ let us walk into the dark without fear, and step into the unknown with smiles on our faces, even if weโre faking them. And whatever happens to us, whatever we make, whatever we learn, let us take joy in it. We can find joy in the world if itโs joy weโre looking for, we can take joy in the act of creation. So that is my wish for you, and for me. Bravery and joy.
Neil Gaiman