There's something really nice about writing something on Wednesday and watching it being performed live for a studio audience on Tuesday. You never really get that with novels.

I grew up with a feminist mom and the understanding that, as someone coming from a position of (relative) privilege, it was my job to speak up when things weren't fair.

I don't like futons. They can't commit. I'm a bed! I'm a couch! I'm a bed! I'm a couch!

There's nothing wrong with keeping your mouth shut if you don't have anything nice to say.

This is motherhood for you,' said my own mother. 'Going through life with your heart outside your body.

If you put a pink cover on something, critics make a certain set of assumptions and may not even read the book. But my readers are happy with it.

The truth is, what I learned this year is that life is hard...Good people die for no reason. Little kids get sick. The people that are supposed to love you end up leaving.