I'm back and Halloween is soon.

People sometimes ask me if there’s something happening to my chalk collection.

But the hilarious thing is, there are thirteen ladders in my neighborhood, and no one lives in a thirteen-story house. No one needs to have thirteen ladders.

Halloween is coming, of course, which means—of course!—that we’ll have trick-or-treaters.

I’ll be reading to them from my novel Weird Pig, which was published last year. Each trick-or-treater must hear me read one full chapter, or else they don’t get candy.

This year? The trick is on them!