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.

My writing has always been considered extremely important, even though I make slim-to-no money at it.

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 think the mad wives and mistresses are my hysterics - even the fictionalized ones. I want to trace how they were silenced, I want to find for them an escape route.

I am worthy of being read. I mean, one has to be convinced of one's genius.

I think the key to writing the truth of our existences, so much of this is being incubated online, is examining the conflicts and the messiness, our sometimes dividedness, dealing with gender and other hierarchies, and also our identities outside of them, deeply personal and yet somehow critical and circumspect.

All of my wildness is in the writing. I have discovered I have to be orderly and boring in my personal life to be wild in my work.