I loved Roald Dahl books (with Quentin Blake illustrations omg) as a child, but The Witches creeped me out just a smidge, and I would often imagine bald women with square feet with toes that looked like they were chopped off creeping around in a wig outside my house. I sometimes wish I could tap into the imagination I had as an 8 year-old instead of using the one I have now because they are a little different.
By the way, Quentin Blake is my illustration hero, he is so good.
