There's always something else to work on and different solutions to these problems in the next thing. We each have a certain set of obsessions which we each cycle through.

The act of language or the act of denying language carries its own heaviness.

Giving the reader the space to move around and be active, and encourage their active response is important to me. That will connect the reader more to the text.

There's relief in white space for the reader.

Synesthesia has interested me for a long time, both as a literary device and as a puncturing of the membranes that organize how the world comes into someone's head.

I have what I came to find in my research is a mild form of synesthesia, though I never would have labeled it as such. It's how I think about numbers and letters. They all have inherent genders.

For me, the genders are an essential element of numbers and letters, not something that could be removed from them.

If a synesthetic person says the letter a is green, it can't ever be anything but green.

I'm always interested in encountering people who are synesthetic and seeing how they experience things.

I find myself writing protagonists who do feel pretty cut off from others but who want to make connections and aren't very good at it.

Even in so-called realist or conventional writing there can be defamiliarization.

I love you more than I hate everything else.

Be someone’s security blanket when theirs is in the wash.

Proclaim human equality as loudly as you like, Witless will serve his brother.

The reason I had unfaithfulness in one of my marriages is because I was too patriotic.

You have a choice of trusting the natural stability of gold, or the honesty and intelligence of members of government.

All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But... I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.

Making conclusions about life is a sure way to deny yourself the possibility of a human being transforming himself into the Divine.

I only debate with serious political youth formations. Not a group of the racist Helen Zille's garden boys.

Life doesn’t need magic to be magical. (But a little bit sure doesn’t hurt.)

I am wearing a size 28 Paige Jeans. Jeans don't lie, and I am just happy!