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The Story Is Not A Pretty One. There Is Violence In It. And Cruelty. But Stories That Are Not Pretty Have A Certain Value, Too, I Suppose. Everything, As You Well Know (having Lived In This World Long Enough To Have Figured Out A Thing Or Two For Yourself), Cannont Always Be Sweetness And Light.

My Goal Is Two Pages A Day, Five Days A Week. I Never Want To Write, But I'm Always Glad That I Have Done It. After I Write, I Go To Work At The Bookstore.

If Memory Serves Me Correctly, And It Doesn't Always, Kate [dicamillo] And I Met In The Fall Of 2001 At The Former Figlio's Restaurant In Minneapolis. We Were Laughing Within A Minute Of Meeting - Always A Good Sign.

Every Morning For, I Don't Know How Long, I Came Over To Alison's [mcghee] House And We Sat In Her Office And Wrote The Stories "out Loud" Together. We Yelled At Each Other And Made Each Other Laugh. It Was A Lot Of Fun.

Love Is Ridiculous. But Love Is Also Wonderful. And Powerful. And Despereaux's Love For The Princess Pea Would Prove, In Time, To Be All Of These Things: Powerful, Wonderful, And Ridiculous.