What was going on inside of me became louder because everything around me became quieter.

Recognize the possibility of the divine in any given moment.

I'm most connected to myself when I'm alone in a room, moving my hand across a page. That's when I feel most like me.

What was going on inside of me became louder because everything around me became quieter.

How do we live the writer's life? There's only one simple answer: 'we write.'

All there is to do, right at this very moment, is to breathe in, breathe out, and kiss the joy as it flies.

When I was writing my first novel, I smoked cigarettes. And when I think about what it was like to smoke, I remember exactly the feeling of sitting in front of my big old computer in that little room where I wrote my first novel.