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

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

I'm exposing faultlines, dealing especially with rhetoric. Showing that heterosexuality is a disease, or at least its inheritance.

On the whole, most biographies about literary women tend to diagnose them.

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.

I think so often, especially if the work is perceived of as being drawn from life, the woman, not her book, is reviewed.

The concept of "girl-on-girl crime" is perplexing to me, and it happens in many ways. There are those, who refuse to identify with women as a group, preferring the shade of the mythologized men, who want to keep up the status quo.