That's how life feels to me. Everyone is doing it; everyone knows how. To live and be who they are and find a place, find a moment. I'm still waiting.

There's a lot that is awful. That's the struggle of getting old. To make sure you don't let what's hard...obscure the beauty.

I'm always in a place that is sincere but conflicted about different things that come with being a Christian and being an active, churchgoing Christian.

I remember being in high school and listening to Vivaldi's 'Winter' and being so overwhelmed with emotion.

I grew up in San Francisco in the 1970s. We were part of a church that belonged to the California Jesus movement.

It's as if once you hit high school, you're programmed, like a robot, to be an asshole to your parents.

When the reader and one narrator know something the other narrator does not, the opportunities for suspense and plot development and the shifting of reader sympathies get really interesting.