There are two kinds of houses in the neighborhood where I grew up-the ones where the parents stayed married, and the ones where they didn’t.

If there had been an exercise I'd liked, would I have gotten this big in the first place?

And then he left, and came back, and our lives fell apart, like a well-loved book that you’d read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.

I think I'm much more comfortable talking about other books than my own!

Read everything. Read fiction and non-fiction, read hot best sellers and the classics you never got around to in college.

The condom broke. I know how stupid that sounds. It's the reproductive version of the dog ate my homework.

I'm going to continue writing. I'll always be a storyteller. But I'm also taking time to enjoy my life.