When I was little, I believed in magic. And honestly? I still do. For instance, a few years ago I looked up at the sky, and there were two clouds right overhead, that spelled the word “hi” in perfect print handwriting. Magic, right? Even though most adults would call it coincidence, or something silly like that.
I think grown-ups find ways to explain away all the mystery in the world, and I like writing books that are filled with the sort of magic I know – and lots of kids know, too – really exists.