Before I published anything, I dreamed of publication, but I didn't actually write for it. I imagined that writing for an audience was something for fancier people. I aspired, but mostly I wrote for myself. I wrote because it made me happy.

Researchers warn us against walking out on married life without a dang good reason.

In our cultural history, all emotions have been more culturally acceptable to women.

Everything is freedom and everything is loneliness. Make your choice and let the rest fall away.

Looking for the perfect day is not going to make us happy, because that day isn't going to come.

New Agers have always told us that we create our own realities. Mind over matter.

My own habit had always been to write about the things that ticked me off in a given day. If I kept a journal at all, I kept it to vent.