Wouldn't that be nice if we could all afford to just freely pursue our dreams?

I wish I could write while I'm on the road but it never works for me. I need to be sitting still.

And we all get mired in the bullshit, the personality quirks, the personality disorders (ours and everyone else's), the jealousy, the disappointment, the blocks, the financial struggle, our egos, I do it too, I do it too, but if you can't remember it is all about the work and nothing else then I can't help you and you can't help yourself and you will lose. I promise you. You will lose.

With apologies to all my past boyfriends, I never loved a man the way I loved my old apartment.

In 1998, I started a blog, something I could control very easily and update at my own whim.

I've been told by people who write historical novels that you just sort of write the emotional truth first, the story at the core, and then you go back and research it at the end.

An ellipsis is a giant ocean of possibilities.