If I Were Planning To Be Stranded

I Have Two Writer Daughters, And A Psychoanalyst Daughter, And A Lawyer Daughter, And They Wish We Didn't Write, I'm Sure, But We Write. If We Were A Painting Family, We Would Paint.

My Mother Had Died When I Wrote My First Book. I Was Twenty-seven, So It Was Right At The Beginning Of My Writing Life. I Don't Know If She Had Lived, If I Would Have Done It, Certainly Not Quite Like I Did. But, You Can't Rethink It. You Wrote What You Wrote, It Meant Something To Other People, And That's Your Good.

It Is Hard To Hold On To Friendships When People Move Away To Another State Or To Another World.

A Woman Whose Smile Is Open And Whose Expression Is Glad Has A Kind Of Beauty No Matter What She Wears.

I Don't Really Think It Comes As A Shock To Every Writer If Somebody In Their Family Is Mad At Them. Yes, It's Very Upsetting. But It's Inherent In The Process Of Trying To Make Sense Of One's Life, Which Is What I Think Is Perhaps At The Bottom Of Writing At All.