I know that I was able to find my way out of most of my feelings by writing.
I wouldn't underestimate the power of writing a letter.
I do some messing around with things, not necessarily about me but about place and people and the things around.
Like a lot of writers, I just got sick to death of conventional fiction. I absolutely couldn't stand the illusion of reality and plot. I just couldn't stomach it.
In order to have a real life of any romance, there has to be a level of fantasy.
The state of love is this constant flux back and forth between who's saving and who's rescuing, who's wanting and not wanting, who's needing and who isn't. It's always going back and forth between two people who are actually attached.