It certainly was an important moment for me, that realization that I was not going to get what I wanted. It was very freeing. I keep using that word "freeing" or "liberating." I feel like Houdini sometimes, like I'm just getting out of one set of shackles after another, hanging upside down inside a burlap bag with handcuffs on. Hopefully one day, I'm going to get out of this tank of water.

I don't know how anyone gets anything done in New York City. I vastly prefer living in the country. I just need a lot of quiet and solitude, and I'm so easily distracted. I mean, the Internet is enough to deal with.

I’m glad mainstream culture is starting to catch up to where lesbian-feminism was 30 years ago.

I don't know, maybe it's because I was raised Catholic. Confession has always held a great appeal for me.

I'm pretty illiterate when it comes to comics history.

I probably read Harriet the Spy about 70,000 times.

Well, I'm always working on my comic strip and trying to, you know, keep cranking that out.