I look at my older writing to see where my weaknesses are and then I try to address those weaknesses and make new mistakes.

The more successful I get, the more I am reminded that in the minds of a great many people I will never be anything more than my body. No matter what I accomplish, I will be fat, first and foremost.

I write toward both idealism and reality - how things are and how I wish they could be.

The other day, I saw a blog post where a woman wrote about why she was unfollowing me and that made me feel incredibly self-conscious and embarrassed about my tweets. I also feel more exposed now that I've become a more visible writer but then I try to get over all that and just use Twitter the way I want.

Emotionally, my ambition is not yet sated. Emotionally, I still feel like a kid at the adult's table, yearning for recognition. I'm not sure where this all comes from but it is how I feel.

I am interested in intense, unbreakable emotional connections and oftentimes, such connections can be found between siblings.

Good fiction challenges us as much as it entertains and these days, we could do with both of these things.