Fiction Is Always Really A Labor.

The Love Between Humans Is The Thing That Nails Us To The Earth.

If Anybody Had Shown Me The Paperwork For How My Life Was Going To Look In Five Years, I Would Have Said, "no. That Is Not Where I Want To Go."

The Tricky Thing About Being A Writer, Or About Being Any Kind Of Artist, Is That In Addition To Making Art You Also Have To Make A Living.

I Was Starting To Wonder If I Was Ready To Be A Writer, Not Someone Who Won Prizes, Got Published And Was Given The Time And Space To Work, But Someone Who Wrote As A Course Of Life. Maybe Writing Wouldn't Have Any Rewards. Maybe The Salvation I Would Gain Through Work Would Only Be Emotional And Intellectual. Wouldn't That Be Enough, To Be A Waitress Who Found An Hour Or Two Hidden In Every Day To Write?

Maybe There Would Be A Bad Outcome For Some Of The Others, But No One Was Going To Shoot A Soprano.