Sometimes it is a relief to be invisible

She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.

All my life, everybody has seen me a certain way. What do you see?

Starting is hard so I really need to give myself permission to do a bad job. I always give myself leave to write total nonsense for as long as I need to release the pressure, because it's really hard to start if you feel like that first sentence you write has to actually mean something.

Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.

I killed her once and died for her many times

A tree is such a rich metaphor in a million beautiful ways. You can consider a tree growing and consider its connectedness to all things above and under the ground.