The building of the architecture of a novel - the craft of it - is something I never tire of.

They all settled into being the kind of friends when they heard from each other.... or when they occasionally got together. And when they were not in touch, they did not think of one another.

I always know more about the ending, even the aftermath to the ending, than I know about the beginning. And so there's a construction that works from back to front.

In a school community, someone who reads a book for some secretive purpose, other than discussing it, is strange. What was she reading for?

She sat keenly white and still among them, a witness to everything--maybe determining nothing, possibly judging it all.

…there is no nakedness that compares to being naked in front of someone for the first time.

The building of the architecture of a novel - the craft of it - is something I never tire of.