I lay off a lot modern fiction and only rely on living writers for non-fiction work.

I'd rather work on my radio show, which no one hears but I put about eight hours of programming and writing into it for those 30 people who do tune in.

This is my own little rock theory: In my mind, Nirvana slayed the hair bands. They shot the top off the poodles.

My love runs deeper than the wounds.

It's so painful to be next to someone you feel strongly about and know you can't say the things you want to.

Somewhere, someone isn’t impressed by your looks. Not all men jump through the hoops of your fire. You’re unbelievably boring to more people than you’ll ever know.

It has been hard to get my head around how Justice Antonin Scalia rationalizes his decisions. His body blow to the Voting Rights Act was a head scratcher, but at least he was calm when he attempted to justify his odd logic.