I wanted my life to start - but in those rare moments when it seemed like something might actually change, panic shot through me.

Obviously the bar is much higher now for a behavior to be scandalous. Social media has really changed the way people live. It's not a new impulse; it's just being enacted in a new way.

In some ways I think it would be very dignified if I went away for twenty years and then wrote my fourth book.

But I never thought of who he wasn't, I never had to explain or defend him to myself, I didn't even care what we talked about.

The big occurrences in life, the serious ones, have for me always been nearly impossible to recognize because they never feel big or serious. In the moment, you have to pee, your arm itches, or what people are saying strikes you as melodramatic or sentimental, and it's hard not to smirk. You have a sense of what this type of situation should be like - for one thing, all-consuming - and this isn't it. But then you look back, and it was that; it did happen.

I have this theory that the likeability question comes up so much more with female characters created by female authors than it does with male characters and male authors

I guess because twins have this mystique, and triplets - I think the normal sibling connection potentially can be very powerful, and there's this idea that it's even more powerful. It really is, not just someone like me, but another version of me.