Night falls fast. Today is the past.

I tried--I swear I tried. But you didn't want to hear what I was saying, and I used that as an excuse to let it go on.

Just a word of advice. Whenever you're furious with your parents or you think they're terrible, just remember, you vomited on them and they kept you.

I wrote my first novel and my second novel in Chicago. It was the place where I became a writer. It's my favorite city.

It turns out that, somehow, there are a tremendous number of things to be optimistic about.

my lungs sucked at being lungs.

All hurt is brain hurt.