Occupation: Writer Birth: August 27, 1959
Shuttered like a fan no-one suspects your shoulder blades of wings..
Many people feel their outer self isn't the whole self..
By betrayal, I mean promising to be on your side, then being on somebody else's..
We shall all die, and our lives will be irrelevant then. If we make anything that lasts, it outlives us, and it outlives its personal moment. All of ….
That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet..
What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of i….
She was a monster, but she was my monster..
When my husband had an affair with someone else I watched his eyes glaze over when we ate dinner together and I heard him singing to himself without ….
What to say? That the end of love is a haunting. A haunting of dreams. A haunting of silence. Haunted by ghosts it is easy to become a ghost. Life eb….
We bury things so deep we no longer remember there was anything to bury. Our bodies remember. Our neurotic states remember. But we don't..
There are two facts that all children need to disprove sooner or later; mother and father. If you go on believing in the fiction of your own parents,….
Do it from the heart or not at all..
There’s no story that’s the start of itself..
In this life, you have to be your own hero..
Tell me a story, Pew. What kind of story, child? A story with a happy ending. There’s no such thing in all the world. As a happy ending? As an ending..
She hated being a nobody and like all children, adopted or not, I have had to live out some of her unlived life. We do that for our parents - we don'….
I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don't have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happ….
Creative work is incredibly difficult, and that is where the tests lie. Ordinary professionalism and twenty years' experience can accomplish a lot, b….
I think of myself in a continuum as a woman. Two hundred years ago, it would have been very difficult for me to write at all..
Yes, we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter. I wouldn't mind washing up beside you, dusting b….
When it is time to get to work, I go away completely and don't do anything except the work. And that can be 16 hours a day..