There are people we treat wrong and later we're prepared to treat other people right. Perhaps this sounds mercenary, but I feel grateful for these trial relationships, and I would like to think it all evens out - surely, unknowingly, I have served as practice for other people.

I think in general, novels by men tend to be taken more seriously than novels by women.

I think that there's some confusion in my own mind about what I believe.

I do think I was trying to entertain the reader more than I was trying to purge myself.

Probably I, like a lot of people, became a writer in imitation of or in homage to the books I enjoyed. When you're so captivated by something, you think, could I do that? Hmm, let me try