Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.
One day, in 1982, for 15 minutes, my hair was perfect.
Every time I get something under control in my own life, the world provides more material.
The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.
I'm most proud of having created something that men never completely get.
Mothers send strips to daughters to make a point. Daughters smack strips down on the breakfast table to make a point. My own mom sometimes cuts a strip out and sends it to me to make sure I understand her.