Amor animi arbitrio sumitu, non ponitur; we choose to love; we do not choose to cease loving.

Writing by hand is a way of letting mystery into my writing. But I'm constantly trying to figure out how to do this job. It's a work in progress.

While writing, writers are living inside a character or characters, and when the book ekes into the world, writers are living inside the reader. That's more than connecting.

I try not to think too much or be too impatient, and let the back of my brain do its mysterious work.

Sometimes you have to let time carry you past your troubles.

At least in my case, a very simple, regular, happy life makes for better writing.

Reading about utopianism, and eventually creating characters with their own utopian ambitions, was the way I learned to live with being a pregnant person, to stave off the sense of incipient disaster. You're bringing a person into this overcrowded world, knowing they're one day going to die and there's nothing you can do about it.