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And I still pretend I’m different animals. When I study an animal I want to know how it experiences the world. I want to feel the sun warm my skin like a turtle basking on a log or kick my feet and swim under lily pads like a frog. I crawl through the meadow on my hands and knees like a ladybug. I feel the wind whip my feathers during a thunderstorm like a newly fledged bluebird.

Making books is such a blast!  I hope to keep making them until the day I die. (Hopefully that won’t be for a hundred years!)

Read an article I wrote, The Jungle in My Backyard, to learn more about my writing life.