Ah, that blue cover. It always stands out in every bookstore I go into. Blankets was a tremendous inspiration to me when I first read it, and is still that on every reread.
I was told that as part of my portfolio class (I’m an illustration student at the Ringling College of Art and Design) that I should contact an artist I admired. I used that assignment as the impetuous for this timid little comment.
I just wanted to add my voice to the other fanboys and just say, “thank you for writing blankets. I’m so very glad you did, even if some of them were printed upside down.”
Oh my goodness. It was so amazing to read about someone else’s Christian childhood, where you can’t sing but you can draw, where you’re supposed to fit in with God, but don’t, and the guilt buried under heaven. Lovely. I almost cried. On the bus.
I am going to go draw now….
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