I was born in Sydney, Australia a long time ago. But I'm still a kid at heart—at least that’s what my friends tell me.
Most of these friends have, at various times during my life, suggested that it might be time for me to grow up. “Don’t be ridiculous,” I tell them. “Why would anyone want to do that?”
Whenever I’ve asked someone about their favorite time in life they usually tell me it was when they were ‘young and crazy’ rather than when they were ‘mature and sensible’.
The only bad thing I can think of about not growing up is that people sometimes don’t take you seriously. But then does this really matter?
Whenever I do something inappropriate for my age (some would call it 'childish'), the people who know me don’t say, “What an idiot!” they just nod their heads and remark, “What do you expect from that clown Lawson?”
But I can be serious sometimes. If you’re going to write a book you have to take the project seriously or you’d never get past the first page. In writing a book of fiction you are entering a world of fantasy. I think it’s okay to be serious about a fantasy world.
I just try not to allow it to smudge into real life.
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