For some reason, I have a very strange conception of time. I am constantly hovering at some overview, more macro.

Maybe the best definition of what a great partnership or great love is when people make each other grow in a better direction than they would have grown on their own.

For me, fantasy and speculative science fiction are the genres that feel closest to how I feel about being alive. Like, when I feel the most invigorated by just even a walk down the block in twilight, when the street lamps are just coming on and there's mist and some shadowy thing in silhouette in a window, I naturally invest all of those things with deep mythology and mystery and meaning. I think I need to believe in that version of reality because I get very scared when I don't.

I wasn't actually very naturally good at economics. My brain doesn't work very well, in terms of mathematics.

So writing became a way to get to act in things that I thought were meaningful, and hopefully write stronger roles for other women.

My brain doesn't work very well, in terms of mathematics. I'm not one of those people who can just spout off numbers for things, if numbers are thrown at me.

Early rejections are really tough, especially when all of your friends who you went to school with now have legitimate jobs, are getting married, having children, buying real estate, being adults. And you're still trying to figure out how to make a living doing the thing you think you love, but you're not even sure yet because you haven't even done it. It was a long road of risk and treachery.