As I sit here writing today, it is all becoming real to me. This book I have been working on for years is about to become reality. There have been many times when I thought I might be crazy to keep pushing on with Little Big Benny. Why couldn’t I just try writing some short poems, or attempt a picture book? But all the little characters in Little Big Benny kept calling to me. I found myself thinking about them every day, and they found ways to pop up and say “hello” at every turn. Turning my back on them just wasn’t an option.