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.

One of my favorite stories growing up was 'A Wrinkle in Time'. I loved that book.

When I go into a pitch room and I'm pitching something with a writing partner, everybody tends to look at the guy, even if I'm doing a lot of the talking.

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

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

We put limitations on the way that we think about things, on ourselves, think about all the boxes we live in, male or female, you're this age, that age, this is your job, this is not your job, everything is about getting boxed in. I think we accept a lot of those boxes, that labeling, and the way that we perceive the world, but what even is perception? It all seems pretty flexible to me.

It doesn't happen all the time, but in the moments where you really lose yourself and you fall into this character, it's like time travel.