When people ask what I write about, that's what I tell them: 'The drama of human relationships.' I'm not even close to running out of material.

To share our stories is not only a worthwhile endeavor for the storyteller, but for those who hear our stories and feel less alone because of it.

The portrait of my parents is a complicated one, but lovingly drawn.

I have long observed that the act of writing is viewed, by some, as an elite and otherworldly act, all the more so if a person isn't paid for what she writes.

I had known there had been a serial killer on Mount Tamalpais, and it felt so incongruous in such a beautiful, peaceful spot.

She felt everything too deeply, it was like the world was too much for her.

I continued to protect him with my silence.