...sometimes a start is all we ever get.

The greatest myth of all is what America is. I think that America is such an incredibly dynamic place because of immigration.

The only difference between a published and unpublished writer is a tolerance for imperfection.

She's applying her lipstick; I've always believed that the universe invented the color red solely for Latinas.

Travel light. She extended her arms to embrace her house, maybe the whole world.

We're accepted as long as we conform to what we are expected to be, and I'm sure that's not any different for anyone else.

I think that most of my writer friends are really compulsive. I think that's great. It's wonderful for them. It's just not my bag. It's not the way I work. But again, it's probably why my friend has ten books out and I have two.