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

For years I lived rather medicated and muted - I did not possess language to describe my vague feelings of unhappiness, to politicize it, to attempt to transcend 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.

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.

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

My rage and sense of alienation as to how women have been written, have allowed themselves to be written, in so many ways, has political roots.

I hope what I do when I draw from other people's lives is pay tribute. To try to understand what it means in our society to be silenced. To try to understand how class and gender intersect with that. To try to understand how being named and classified within the context of psychiatry can intersect with all that, as well.