Being a lifetime wife and mother has afforded me the luxury of having multiple careers: I've been a teacher. A chauffeur. A chef. An interior decorator. A landscape architect, as well as a gardener. I’ve been a painter. A personal shopper. An accountant and a banker. I’ve been a beautician. Santa Claus. The Tooth Fairy. A movie reviewer. A nurse. A psychologist. A negotiator. An I have a Ph. D in How to Pretend Like You Don’t Mind.

I'm not an angry woman. I'm not bitter.

You know, one of my fears about living alone so long is that you get used to doing everything your own way.

I try to create characters that I am fascinated by on some level or intrigued by or can't stand.

Back then I confused passions and orgasms with love. It look me years to realize the two weren't synonymous.

Few writers are willing to admit writing is autobiographical.

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