There's certainly a portion of my brain that is always tuned to making wry observations about the world, but that portion of my brain was alive and well before Twitter.

I love Twitter. It doesn't keep me from writing and I think it's a really convenient scapegoat when the truth is that the real issue is self-control. I am totally fine admitting i have none. I'm not going to blame Twitter for affecting my writing. And also, Twitter doesn't affect my writing.

People of color are not under any kind of obligation beyond working hard, doing their best, and learning from their mistakes.

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.

In truth, feminism is flawed because it is a movement powered by people and people are inherently flawed.

It is deeply unfair to task writers of color with unique responsibilities that we don't assign to all writers.

Whiteness is not the default in my fiction.