I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.

I don't really read as much as I used to. A lot of what I was looking for as an escape I find in writing. And the other thing is that I don't want to get into someone else's language when I'm working

I'm much faster now. When you only have a certain amount of time to write, after a while you learn to use your time well or you stop writing

I don't think I make much of a distinction between the 'real' and the 'fantastic.' They both seem to be threads in the same cloth as far as I'm concerned.

I read "The Group" by Mary McCarthy. It had tons of sex in it, or so I thought at the time.

Women know things that men will never know. We keep the best secrets. We tell the best stories.

I thought of the bowl of water my mother taught me to look into. It was true, everything a person ever needed to know was right there in a single bowl small enough to fit in the palm of one hand.