I've always wanted to have a book published - it was a dream of mine, but the thought of actually writing a book made me feel really sick.

I think what my father appreciated was the science experiment of life. He had these kids, and they had their own experiences. He wanted us to discover the world for ourselves.

At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.

I miss my Dad. My Dad loved cheesy monster movies, so we'd have Godzilla movie marathons. Those are some of my favorite memories, laughing at how the monster outfits were so bad, like black garbage bags for heads.

I would ask my parents something, but then go to my siblings. We were encouraged to bounce ideas off everyone.

When we had to do book reports, I would pick a book that no one read and just make it up and turn that in. I got praised for my imagination.