Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.
The truth is that love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down.
I think heterosexuality and homosexuality are a kind of psychosis, and the truth is somewhere in the middle.
What you risk reveals what you value.
However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.
I believe in communication; books communicate ideas and make bridges between people.
I live alone, with cats, books, pictures, fresh vegetables to cook, the garden, the hens to feed.
I am a writer who happens to love women. I am not a lesbian who happens to write.
Your weak point is the open, vulnerable place where you can always be hurt. Love, in all its aspects, opens the self so fully.
Everything in writing begins with language. Language begins with listening.
You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back without asking?
Confidence and superiority: It's the usual fundamentalist stuff: I've got the truth, and you haven't.
Ordinary professionalism and 20 years' experience can accomplish a lot, but it can't access the hidden places.
They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?
I hate the word lesbian; it tells you nothing; its only purpose is to inflame.
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