I enjoy hard work, I love setting goals and achieving them.
So what are we given? We're also given, my generation, the disillusionment of our parents.
I don't exist without writing.
My whole goal is to keep my spirit intact. If that doesn't happen, none of this is worth it.
I've always been a workhorse, and I've been supporting myself since I was 15.
I love vulnerability. It's what keeps me soft and from becoming emotionally calcified.