While armchair travelers dream of going places, traveling armchairs dream of staying put.
People always call it luck when you've acted more sensibly than they have.
I was standing in the schoolyard waiting for a child when another mother came up to me. Have you found work yet? she asked. Or are you still just writing?
I'm too shy for personal appearances, and I've found out that anytime I talk about my writing, I can't do any writing for many weeks afterward.
It seems to me that good novels celebrate the mystery in ordinary life, and summing it all up in psychological terms strips the mystery away.
In real life I avoid all parties altogether, but on paper I can mingle with the best of them.
