I think for a woman, getting older can help, through personal experience, although of course older women are then rendered invisible in our society, another existential crisis.

I am curious to see what books will emerge from all this writing online that's the result of those who grew up pouring their feelings out on Livejournal or Tumblr - excessive, sometimes automatic, sometimes enraged, emotional, while also quite intellectual - or if formal books will emerge at all, if that's not the point of these unmediated raw spaces. I'm excited by the possibility.

I think the online space can be a free space, in that we are not reliant online on the publishing industry or readers who just don't get it.

I don't think men experience the embargo on channeling the autobiography in their literature.

I have almost never been compared to male writers in any review. All women.

I always remember my childhood as traumatic, for various reasons; I always felt alienated, outside.

I'm just too lazy. I wish I could be someone that has wild affairs - all of my favorite nonfiction novels are about these wild affairs and postmarital agonistes - but to be honest, I'm someone that doesn't deal well with instability.