I have yet to get sued. My father thinks I should get liability insurance.

Go to a place and just send out emails. That's my entire life. I go to countries and I ask, "Who would I know who lives here?" Not even do I know, but who exists and is on the planet.

Men exist on the planet. We have to deal with them at some point.

Talk to people who know more than you. I feel like we're in this stupid sea of opinion, like "My opinion is valid because it's mine and I have it."

I think American literature is in a tedious place, horrible place. I can't even engage with it.

I don't behave the way people necessarily want me to, but I tried behaving that other way for a short period of time and it didn't take.

I don't think that if I had spent the time that I was in, say, Belgrade, writing about my time in Trieste, which is where I had just been, that would have been productive. I told myself: take extensive notes while you're there, do the research part of it, and then pray, pray, the muses will be available when the actual 'ready' happens.