My family moved every few years as I was growing up, so I got very good at throwing stuff away. Unfortunately, in one of those movies I threw away every single story and novel draft I had written between the ages of twelve and nineteen, and most of the illustrations that went with them as well. I am still cursing myself over that now.

On an unrelated note, if you do not know this already, you need to know that Flora's Dare by Ysabeau Wilce is not only delightful, but has the rescue of a giant squid as an instrumental part of the plot. I read it yesterday and loved it, but then I'd loved Flora Segunda too.