I have admired Melissa Pritchard's writing for several years now for its wisdom, its humble elegance, and its earthy comedy.

Tangled in one another's arms and nine times out of ten the things you think about a person make it impossible to touch them.

I suppose I should say that I treasure blasphemy, as a faith of the highest order.

I sort of hate the novel when it doesn't push, restlessly, against the tradition and the traditional.

I made this list of stuff that it's time for me to try to do.

I think literature is best when it's voicing what we would prefer not to talk about.

I turned forty, and Im finally going to get married and maybe have a kid.