So my mom told me this story today.
Her friend bought a copy of Dizzy Fantastic and Her Flying Bicycle last fall for her five-year-old niece, who lives in Idaho. This is a little girl who recently recieved her first Barbie and her first bike (so yeah, a reader primed for my debut novel). Her parents read her DF, and now she rides her bike around the neighborhood declaring, "I am Barbie Fantastic!" I imagine she says this in the voice of the little girl from Despicable Me (the one who says, "He's so furry I'm gonna die!").
Stories like this--they make me smile and feel proud.
Thanks, readers.
Andy
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