He looked like he remembered that, without milk, he couldn’t have his tea. He had his “no tea” face

Father was actually lying about it as he got late in coming or he was telling the truth? I have a very confused feeling about it. At this point in your career, are you able to take Stephen King's advice (mentioned in your " Make Good Art" speech) and think to yourself, "This is really great" and just "enjoy it"? Regardless, it is a delightful read. Especially for children. But it was a fun read for me also. I will must read his other works too. I won't spoil anything (don't worry! Geez!), I just want to comment that if you ever been able to contain yourselves of reading aloud the lines of the wumpires (yes, you read correctly...wumpires), well I just can say that you have more selfcontrol than me!But can I plead my case Your Majesty?"I asked. "I do not know why I am here and what I have been accused of. And, by the way, I thought you were meant to be a Queen." But how could they? Don't they know that I have been a fan of his since the Sandman days, before he was "cool"?' Probably my own personal belief that I don't get to see everything going on all the time. And the more you study anything, the more you realize there are huge unseen worlds going on at any point, whether you're reading books about quantum physics, where you learn that actually, more or less, we are all a bunch of hypothetical particles with an awful lot of space between us, or whether it's studying Henry Mayhew and London labor and the London poor and realizing all of these strange, secret worlds that would've been completely invisible to somebody navigating the streets of London. All worlds are 50% unseen.

If you don't get it, please do some memory tests, since you have to get it, you just read it less than hour ago! It's an astounding tale, starting with an alien abduction, moving swiftly onto a space-time journey to the ship of a vicious pirate queen and a near-death plank-walking, a daring rescue by a time-travelling dinosaur scientist in a hot-air-balloon time machine, and thence through interference with a pre-Colombian human sacrifice, and many, many other adventures, including several involving temporal paradoxes. You will find "Neil Gaiman, the wonderful dad that wrote a story to entertain for an hour to his children and the children of all the world." I think because for me the challenge as an author is in making somebody believable and letting them find their own way through things. I love though that in Fortunately, the Milk when the father does actually save himself and, quite possibly, the universe, all anybody is really impressed with is the milk, and they fail to notice it's him.

No it's a Neil book, not a Neal book," I yelled as a group of knights in armour clanked out of the darkness and seized the shrunken man and I. I left in a huff and a grumble, mumbling things about prescription lenses and Vampire Weekend being a good band anyway. For such a decidedly whimsical book, it was unexpectedly fabulous. Two kids are left home alone with dad for a weekend while scientist-mom is at a conference (unexpectedly great reason for mom to be gone for the week!). Only, when it comes time for breakfast...the kids discover that there's no milk for their cereal.