How do you write women so well? I think of a man and I take away reason and accountability.
Writing and rewriting are a constant search for what it is one is saying
When I write, I aim in my mind not toward New York but toward a vague spot a little to the east of Kansas.
Being able to write becomes a kind of shield, a way of hiding, a way of too instantly transforming pain into honey.
There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.