We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

I think that if you use something from you life in fiction, it metamorphosizes into something strange and different. Afterward it is hard to tell what actually was part of your life and what is part of the story of the fictional character.

The real writer is one who really writes.

I don't apologize for being sexually adventurous. Why not? It was often fun. When it wasn't - I didn't continue what wasn't pleasant.

When midlist writers are treated like dirt, I would desist were I less stubborn and less committed.

If sex is a war, I am a conscientious objector: I will not play.

I communicate much better with cats, usually. I know them and their body language - as my own cats know mine very well. Cats are adept at reading subtle signals.