I want women writers to write boldly, wildly, deeply. I want them to feel really liberated to tell the brutal truth, however they see that truth and are moved to tell it.

Are there books about us or something?” This makes Pressia angry - the idea that this world is a subject of study, a story, instead of filled with real people, trying to survive.

Beauty, you can find it here if you look hard enough.

The poem has to bear the weight with image, language... the screenplay with dialogue, plot.

She glances back before stepping into the alley, and she catches her grandfather looking at her the way he does sometimes--as if she's already gone, as if he's practicing sorrow.

The basic rule of storytelling is 'show, don't tell.

A good novel doesn't just transcend the boundaries of its target market - it knows nothing about target markets.