When I was 15, what I wanted in a boyfriend was just that confidence and swagger. I wanted someone who knew what he was doing, because I was just faking it. What I want for my daughter is the exact opposite.

I was terrified of LSD. I don't want to get arrested.

In every union roles are assumed, some traditional, some not. My husband used to pay his own bills, I used to call my own repairman. But as marriages progress, you surrender areas of your own competence, often without even knowing it.

Being a public defender makes you incredibly paranoid - and I would say with reason - about law enforcement.

The Q I loathe and despise, the Q every single writer I know loathes and despises, is this one: 'Where,' the reader asks, 'do you get your ideas?' It's a simple question, and my usual response is a kind of helpless, 'I don't know.'

Nothing makes me roll my eyes faster than a "Coexist" bumper sticker.

I was a lesbian for a semester at Wesleyan - it was a graduation requirement.