I just got back home after being on the road for three weeks. I was in Jordan in the Syrian refugee camps, the United Nations, I was signing books in Norway and in Sweden and in Spain. And I got home, and waiting for me was the board copy of â€œChuâ€™s Day,â€ which theyâ€™d just gotten for really little kids. And Iâ€™m not sure Iâ€™ve ever been more proud holding this big cardboard thing where the pages are big and thick and you know the pages are going to get chewed on and sucked.
And your mind goes back 52 years, in my case, and you remember what the taste of chewing a board book is. Iâ€™ve made one of them. Iâ€™m a real author finally.