I'm a very rooted person. I grew up in Norwich, Connecticut, I still live in Connecticut.

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

If you risked love, it took you wherever you wanted to go. If you repressed it, you ended up unhappy.

With destruction comes renovation.

But I think this: that whatever prices I've paid, whatever sorrows I shoulder, well, I have blessings, too. Not just my family now, but the others-the ones who have died...They're with me still. They're here...

Only there's two sides to every story, you know. You just remember that.

Its the most breathtakingly ironic things about living: the fact that we are all-identical twins included-alone. Singular. And yet what we seek-what saves us-is our connection to others.