I, the lone inhabitant of my body and life, am inescapably large to myself, but also ridiculously, inconceivably small.

Novels definitely come more naturally to me. When I write short stories, it's always a fight against it expanding.

I think I'm someone who can prattle on a long time about something, which serves me well as a novelist, but it's the enemy when I'm writing short stories.

How strange it was that a dream, once realized, could quickly turn mundane.

I think the posture of confidence can serve you well. I'm not sure what's to be gained by sitting at your computer and beating yourself up.

If you get discouraged about a section of a novel, that can be more catastrophic than getting discouraged about an individual story.

Female friendship was one-tenth prevention and nine-tenths cleanup.