I think of myself as a really happy person.
What sustains me is to be with my family and to write.
I grew up in Seattle, but I always knew I wanted to leave.
At one level you're condemned to the voice you have. But within those confines, you have a certain amount of freedom to range among your possible voices.
What some people interpret as brooding melancholy is serenity. I don't feel required to grasp all the time.
I became paralyzed as an artist with writer's block.