I don't read "letters" sections of magazines, but I'll read anyone's blog post about me.

I wish I'd legitimately talked about some painful moments in my life where I felt insufficient as a kid.

I can't imagine what someone would write that would infuriate me. Maybe if my loved one had died of some disease and someone was insensitive, that would piss me off.

I would be at home reading, because I felt so disconnected from humanity.

When I lose my column again, I'm sure I'll get hungry again. Maybe it's having a kid, but it's probably just getting to do what I always wanted to do - I'm really not that hungry.

I've definitely written people e-mails telling them I've loved their stories, but that seems more like a professional journalist thing to do.

If you're at my level and you go to a bookstore, even a good turnout is not that many people. Sometimes it is. But for the most part, it's not a huge turnout.