The foot can march or it can dance, but it cannot stand still until end-stopped.

The consciousness of one's physical self had to be repressed because, socially, the female body was so visible, an ongoing provocation and incitement of specular curiosity and fascination.

It's why muse is so impatient with me. I don't ever go to her until after the teaching or whatever is over.

The crows live in the world like you do. They are part of nature.

I don't really get into the power sufficiently, and that's also a problem for me.

Even after the mothering dropped because my son grew up, the writing - the muse - was always the third wheel, the lowest on the priority list.

If I could write a novel while I'm walking, I probably would.