Give that man a fish.

From the Guardian's profile of Neil Gaiman:

"I would basically have to write that same book over and over three or four times until I became a blockbusting author of great enormousness because, she pointed out, if you want to be a Terry Pratchett or JK Rowling or whatever, you have to write the same kind of thing that people are waiting for. " He sounds incredulous. "If you told me that I was going to have to write the same kind of book over and over I would blow my brains out."

Speaking of writing the same kind of thing over and over and over again, we popped into Borders yesterday (looking for a copy of An Abundance of Katherines because I need to re-read it for a book group and I can't find my copy ANYWHERE and all of the library copies are out to the various book group members and we went to three different stores looking for it, but it was sold out everywhere, so, you know, good for John Green, but bad for me and I'm getting a little stressed out about it), and I noticed that Terry Brooks has yet another Shannara book out.

When will it end??  There are, like, three thousand Shannara books. 

Anyway.

Quentin Blake is also profiled at the Guardian:

Is there anything he can't draw? "I stay away from motor cars. And I can't do architectural drawings, really. What I want to convey is movement and gesture and atmosphere. I like drawing anything that is doing something. Dragons are good because you can arrange them in interesting ways across the page, get people to ride on them. I can't seem to keep birds out of my books." You can see them not only in his edition of Aristophanes' The Birds and his book with John Yeoman called Featherbrains, but in a grinning self-portrait featuring him dangling from a ceiling fan, pencils stuffed in his pockets, papers and birds flapping round. His grin is the still centre to the chaos.