Holidays have been commercialized. It has become about material things. But the holidays are about sharing stories and being in each others presence.
Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.
I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.
Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words.
Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north.
They want me on the television shows now because I did so well on Celebrity Assholes.
The biggest challenge for me has been in coping with my perfectionism. I have a stiflingly hard time moving forward in a project if it's not 'just right' all along the way. The trap I so easily fall into is rewriting and rewriting the same scenes over and over to make them perfect, instead of continuing on into the wild unknown of the story.
What's amazing to me is how many of the issues facing women in the ancient world still linger today. Take Odysseus' wife, Penelope, a brilliant, resourceful woman who ends up in a terrible situation: in her husband's absence, she is being held hostage in her own home by men who claim to be courting her. She tries to make them leave, but because she's a woman they refuse, blaming their bad behavior on her desirability.