For me, everything's too much and nothing's enough.
I'm not nearly smart enough or imaginative enough to tackle the novel form. Never happen.
Age about 30, I stopped looking up my books in bookstores. Paying attention to the marketplace isn't a healthy thing for me.
As a memoirist, I strive for veracity.
I find a great deal of comfort and care in my faith and prayer. I'd sooner do without air than prayer.
I'd spent way more years worrying about how to look like a poet -- buying black clothes, smearing on scarlet lipstick, languidly draping myself over thrift-store furniture -- than I had learning how to assemble words in some discernible order.