The experience of directing yourself in a sex scene is, in a way, great. It's the fantasy we all have in our lives all the time.

I still go to a party and say something embarrassing to someone, and then write them a weird e-mail about it the next day, and then write them a text because I think they didn't get the e-mail. No matter what happens with your level of success, you still have to deal with all the baggage that is yourself.

I deserved kisses. I deserved to be treated like a piece of meat but also respected for my intellect.

I had always written. I had written stories and poems. Then I started writing plays.

I felt like my parents were always involved with abstraction, and I wanted to do something very specific.

I'm not jealous in traditional ways - of boyfriends or babies or bank accounts - but I do covet other women's styles of being.

I started writing plays, but the fact that plays don't last forever was too much for me to bear.