And I tend to listen to NPR when I'm not writing.

I couldn't help but think, This car is taking me to a mental hospital and my mother is treating it like open-mic night at a Greenwich Village café.

Saying just the right thing after a considerable, awkward pause is far less effective than saying the wrong thing with perfect timing. I'm telling you.

I really look at my childhood as being one giant rusty tuna can that I continue to recycle in many different shapes.

Any damage that's been done, you have to fix yourself because it needs fixing and there is nobody else to do the work. Blame may well be justified, but it's not going to move you forward in your life.

Bad news should be followed with soup. Then a nap.

Like cubic zirconia, I only look real. I'm an imposter. The fact is, I am not like other people.