Writers are the lunatic fringe of publishing.
I`m a lousy journalist.
My first book took five years to write and I made $1,000 on it. The second took three years and I made $3,000. All this time I was a housewife being supported by a husband. I was very lucky.
My abiding theme is separations.
It takes far less courage to kill yourself than it takes to make yourself wake up one more time. It`s harder to stay where you are than to get out. For everyone but you, that is.
I knew I`d have to go to work in real estate or something else or I could never finish my novel.
I`d like to get out of here without having to talk to the producer.
It`s astonishing what some women will put up with just to have a warm body. Some of the brightest women I know are just obsessed with that search. It`s very sad.
The more interesting the 9-to-5 work is, the more it takes away from my real work, which is writing.
I was 37 years old. I wanted to support myself by writing.
I was dictating to my mother when I was 5.