The Dot That Became A Speck That

The Dot That Became A Speck That Became A Blob That Became A Figure That Became A Boy

With The Adult Ones, I Feel I Need To Get As Deep Inside The Psychology Of A Character As I Can, And That Needs To Be First-person. In The Children's Books, I Feel I Need Some Distance. I Don't Want To Be The Nine-year-old At The Center Of The Story. I Need To Have Some Type Of Narrative Voice.

There's Things That Happen In A Person's Life That Are So Scorched In The Memory And Burned Into The Heart That There's No Forgetting Them.

Very Slowly He Turned His Head Back To Look At Shmuel, Who Wasn't Crying Anymore, Merely Staring At The Floor And Looking As If He Was Trying To Convince His Soul Not To Live Inside His Tiny Body Anymore, But To Slip Away And Sail To The Door And Rise Up Into The Sky, Gliding Through The Clouds Until It Was Very Far Away.'' -the Boy In The Striped Pajamas

I Think I'm Just Breathing, That's All. And There's A Difference Between Breathing And Being Alive.