I felt like a number of things in me as a writer just clicked.

I felt like a number of things in me as a writer just clicked.

I'm not one of these people who thinks everyone born into privilege should wear sack cloth and ashes. But it's something I wrestle with. I know a lot of people who live below the poverty level and have for a long time and it makes them uneasy to think they'll have to interact with people from different economic levels. Everyone has some sort of load put on them, whatever the circumstances they're born into.

This is how sudden things happened that haunted forever.

Long, dark, and lovely she had been, in those days before her mind broke and the parts scattered and she let them go.

I always loved the verve and vivacity of pulp and I kind of merged it with my own interest in family stories.

The heart makes dreams seem like ideas.