He was wondering if there was some cryptic, cultish mark on his door that told all the crazy people he'd have trouble saying no.
There is no true life. Your true life is the one you end up with, whatever it may be. You just do the best you can with what you've got.
(About parenting:) ... all that tedium, broken up by little spurts of high drama.
Women were the ones that held the reins, it emerged.
My stories are never quite good enough
I don't want to say I hear voices; well, actually I do hear voices, but I don't think it's supernatural. I think it's just that when characters are given enough texture and backbone, then lo and behold, they stand on their own.