the real killer was when you married the wrong person but had the right children.

It's often been said that I'm an extremely depressing, cynical writer. I've never known what to make of that.

Falling in Place was meant to be very much rooted in a place and time, and music was a part of that.

When I lived in New York, not only did I have safety locks on the door but I had the music going, keeping the city at a distance, trying to find creative time and peace and so forth.

It seems to me that the problem with diaries, and the reason that most of them are so boring, is that every day we vacillate between examining our hangnails and speculating on cosmic order.

You put a character out there and you're in their power. You're in trouble if they're in yours.

It's gratifying that it does; I love to give readings.