The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.
That's something I think is growing on me as I get older: happy endings.
People who believe in miracles do not make much fuss when they actually encounter one.
Never underestimate the meanness in people's souls... Even when they're being kind... especially when they're being kind.
The complexity of things - the things within things - just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.
Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories.
Sometimes I get the start of a story from a memory, an anecdote, but that gets lost and is usually unrecognizable in the final story.
In my own work, I tend to cover a lot of time and to jump back and forward in time, and sometimes the way I do this is not very straightforward.
In twenty years I've never had a day when I didn't have to think about someone else's needs. And this means the writing has to be fitted around it.
I want the reader to feel something is astonishing. Not the 'what happens,' but the way everything happens. These long short story fictions do that best, for me.