Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

I had been writing since I was pretty small, and I've always been telling these stories about doors and finding other worlds within our own.

I have an unusual hobby: I collect pictures of people I don't know. It started when I was a kid growing up in South Florida, the land of junk stores, garage sales, and flea markets, as a kind of coping mechanism.

I was here for a reason. There was something I was meant not simply to be, but to do- and it wasn't to run or hide or give up the minute things seemed terrifying and impossible.

I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.

If you are a conscious human being who has opinions about the world, then you will unconsciously put your own perspective into the book.

Some truths are expressed best in the form of myth.