If one writes the rules then one can contradict oneself. It's all about rhetoric, about official narratives.

I do think that memoirs by women are reviewed differently and considered somewhat outside of the canon.

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.

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

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 genius can have a lot to do with nerve. And permission.

For years and years I carried these notebooks around with me - I had hundreds of pages of notes, these fragments that consisted of biographical anecdotes, diary passages, critical rants, agitations, scenes of my marriage.