Neil Gaiman You are here: Home » Journal Archives  |  RSS  | 
Translations  |  Labels  |  Tumblr  Tuesday, August 13, 2002
There. Five hours of interviewing over and done.  The strangest
and the most surreal was the very first at 6.00 am -- Phil
Paleologos, broadcasting from a Diner in Bedford Ma -- partly
because he decided to make it an American Gods interview, and
partly because he kept cutting out and I'd lose syllables. Which
was fine when he'd say "So, what kind of a book is Gods?" but a
lot harder when he'd say "So how do you regard ... ?"  The rest
of the interviews were all about Coraline. They varied from a
few people who'd read the book and loved it, to people who'd
read the press release and loved it, to a couple of people who
had my name and the word Coraline written on their prompt pads
and winged it from there. ("So, Neil, what is Coraline? Some
kind of Fancy Dessert Mix?" "No Jack, it's a book." "A book. My
word. So for any of our readers who are unfamiliar, can you tell
them what a book migh