The very best parts of me go into my writing, it is the best version of myself, and I don't think it's hubristic to believe that that's worth something, worth someone else's time. It's the most I have to offer the world.

I love reading books that you can't put down, and they just take you over for a night or a weekend.

I love doing readings. I could really give a crap about reviews. It's kind of about the readers.

In its current incarnation in my life touring is a lot of airports and hotels and car services and only OK food.

What's the point of having a book club if you don't get to eat brownies and drink wine?

I remember being banned from other houses as a younger child during the winter holiday season; I was the only one who didn't believe in Santa Claus, and I was ruining everyone's Christmas.

The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry is a breezy, big-hearted treat, especially if you've ever wondered about the inner workings of America's national treasures--neighborhood bookstores.