Knitting is repetitive, rewarding, and calms me down like a warm bath. But it takes up juuuust enough brainspace that I can't come up with ideas. Which is too bad, because I love multitasking.

I think sometimes older people wind up being a little childlike. They've done their time, now they get to do what they want.

I'm one of those people with restless hands. I need to be doodling, or biting my nails, or making socks.

I could lose myself forever in that dark hair and those sweet love handles.

Comics taught me how to write, and also patience and confidence.

I'm fortunate enough to get to make books for a living, so I spend my entire workday alone in my studio quietly doing my favorite thing in the world. When I need a break from that, it's usually because I'm desperate to see other human beings again!

Impressing a bunch of snooty teenagers is a pretty lame life goal to have.