Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat.

I write to find out what the story means to me, that is what I try to do especially with the first draft.

Change what you can, accept what you can't, and be smart enough to know the difference

Love comes in far more shapes and sizes than what the family-values crowd condones, of course.

I usually learn more from the situations I hate than the ones I love.

I love revising. If you demystify the process, it comes down to four strategies: what can I do to make the draft better; what should I cut out to make it stronger; what do I need to do to clarify it; and finally, what should I reposition.

When I was a kid... I needed to belong.