I don't think women are, by definition, toxic to one another. I think women are simultaneously competitive toward and idolatrous of each other. I thrive on that challenge and that desire.

I spend far too much time on eBay buying lamps and upholstery remnants.

Structure is, for me, the most fun challenge about writing novels.

If you agree with an outside person's interpretation of you, that's a happy bit of affirmation. It means you're communicating externally what you believe to be true internally. If you disagree, it helps clarify how you understand yourself. And maybe makes you productively question how to improve your communication skills.

I think what can be most shameful or embarrassing is when our bodies broadcast a secret we'd prefer no one to know. This is why I hate rashes, in particular face rashes.

Maybe the body is taking responsibility where the mind is not. It's scrapbooking for us.

You know you're screwed when a Western doctor recommends acupuncture.