I'm always writing from some difficult place and seeing how the character survives... or doesn't.

When I really want to be comforted myself, what I look for is a story about how somebody could survive something really difficult.

Writing is my therapy.

I don't think I'm capable of giving a character every possible victory, no matter how much I love them, without feeling as if their ending isn't genuine to their actual trials.

My favorite uncle died when I was eleven, and that was two months after 9/11, so that was a particularly difficult time with my family.

Death is the one - the one thing we don't have many answers for. We understand how people die, but we don't know what comes next, and that's something that's always fascinated and disturbed me and frustrated me.