I Obviously Read And Adore Traditional Fiction.

I Calmed Myself By Walking Into My Nearby Bookstore And Marveling At All The Books Other People Had Written. So Many People Had Finished And Published Novels; It Couldn’t Be So Hard, Right?

If I'd Done The Discovery Before I Wrote The Book, Then There Would Be Nothing To Discover. It Would Feel Dutiful Instead Of Exciting.

Some People Just Make Me Feel Mentally Endangered. Whatever Dark Stuff Is Going On In Their Head, It's Coming At Me And I Need To Escape.

When I Was Writing My First Draft, And Feeling Grandiose, I E-mailed An Artist/clothing Designer I Know And Suggested We Collaborate On A Fashion Line Inspired By The Outfits My Characters Wore. I Regret That We Never Did That.

Maybe The Body Is Taking Responsibility Where The Mind Is Not. It's Scrapbooking For Us.