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“I am a woman,” she said again, as if sheer stubbornness was enough. “Because of what is inside me.”

I wanted to travel with my fiction.

I write because I want to change the world.

I'm never scared until I wake up.

Here is the thing about ideas: they grow and change. They go racing out into the deepest parts of your subconscious and circle back again.

When you're drowning, you go quiet.

It was funny to me, a little, that people would think I was sad when I wasn't, but the mistake seemed largely unimportant. It seemed far more important, suddenly, that the same people might think she wasn't sad when she really was.

Sometimes, telling a thing can be a way of proving it's important.

You only need to know that writing can be a messy, chaotic process.

People didn't belong to other people, they just picked who they wanted to stand next to.