I remember the day I turned thirty. I was getting out of the shower and I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself for a long time. I examined every inch of my body and appreciated the fact that I finally looked like a grown woman. I also assumed that this was how I was going to look for the rest of my life. The way I saw it, I was never going to age; I'd just look up one day and be old.

Sometimes I cheat and buy things I used to make from scratch and just doctor them up.

Cruising the Internet doesn't count as writing. Neither does answering e-mail. Before you check Twitter & FB and do other similar tasks that get in the way of writing, write first. (I really need to take my own advice here!)

Writing is my shelter. I don't hide behind the words; I use them to dig inside my heart to find the truth.

At least be a nice lesbian or you're going to give the rest a bad rap.

Good parents have children who do terrible things and vice-versa.

People like to run their mouths.