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0px Helvetica; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 14.0px}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}span.s2 {text-decoration: underline ; font-kerning: none}span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre} Hello everyone, I’m glad you could all come out today. My name is Ransom Riggs, and today I’m going to talk about my New York Times best selling book, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, which was recently adapted into a movie.  I’ve been telling stories for as long as I can remember.

I started writing them on my typewriter, and when I was little older, I starting telling them through film as well. My friends and I would use our half broken video camera to make movies with our backyards as sets. I also loved taking photographs, and collecting ones that other people took. After high school I went to Kenyon University in Ohio and got a degree in English. I then attended the film program at the University of Southern California. I took my films from my friend’s backyards and made them bigger and better. After I graduated, I was ready to make the next big movie, but things didn’t quite turn out that way.

I tried every thing to get noticed, but nothing was working. When I started focusing more on writing instead of filmmaking, things started to work out. That was when I wrote this book.  My obsession with vintage photographs began when my grandma would take me to secondhand shops and flea markets. I found boxes filled with old photos, and they were very interesting to me. They each told a unique story, and were little pieces of art.

In the book, I used vintage photos to help tell the story. I got most of the photos I used in the book from a man named Leonard Lightfoot at a swap meet up in Los Angeles. Most other photo collectors sold their photos in large, unorganized bins, but Leonard had only around a hundred photos for sale, all of which were displayed in plastic cases.

It was obvious he had gone through thousands of photos and narrowed it down to these few. As I looked through them,