Life used to move much more quickly when I was a girl. We needed to abbreviate just to keep up.

Covers matter. In my experience, a different cover can make you think you're reading an entirely different book.

Above all, mine is a love story. Unlike most love stories, this one involves chance, gravity, a dash of head trauma. It began with a coin toss. The coin came up tails. I was heads. Had it gone my way, there might not be a story at all. Just a chapter, or a sentence in a book whose greater theme had yet to be determined. Maybe this chapter would've had the faintest whisper of love about it. But maybe not. Sometimes, a girl needs to lose.

It was odd to have something so personal out there in that way, but the good thing about art is that no one necessarily knows what you mean by it anyway.

Chocolate doesn't solve everything, Nana." "It solves a whole heck of a lot, though.

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

We are not quite novels. We are not quite short stories. In the end, we are collected works