I Love This Idea Of The Body

I've Subsequently Become Conscious Of Making Memories. Which Makes Me Sound Like A Scrapbooker.

I Tell Myself It's A Virtue, My Failure To Sleep In My Own House, Or At All. I Tell Myself That I Spend More Hours Than Most People Aware That I Am Alive, And That Over A Lifetime This Adds Up To More Living, More Aliveness. I Am More Alive Than The Rest Of My Family. Which Is My Greatest Night Fear. Which Is Why I Hunt. I Don't Ever Want To Be More Alive Than They Are.

We Want To Believe We Couldn't Be Replaced, And That The People We Love Are Irreplaceable.

Structure Is, For Me, The Most Fun Challenge About Writing Novels.

I Developed A Crazy Face Rash After I Got Engaged To A Guy I Must Have Known Somewhere I Should Not Marry. I Hadn't Articulated This To Myself, So My Face Told The World Instead.