I love to create interesting textures with language. You can do it as long as it seems like a discovery.
My strong suits, coming from poetry, will naturally be description, which I love doing. It comes very easily, and possibly structure, up to a point.
I love sharing photographs and websites, I’m for all of these things. I’m for Facebook. But to say that this is sociability? We begin to define things in terms of what technology enables and technology allows.
I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
I love to dance in the disco, but that’s about it.
I’m very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.
If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.
I’m just fascinated by houses. In another life, I’d have probably trained as an architect. If I had enough money, I’d collect them like other people collect teapots. I don’t know why I love them so much. I’m just very interested in the idea of a house as a metaphor for the way one lives.
I love to sit and eat quietly and enjoy each bite, aware of the presence of my community, aware of all the hard and loving work that has gone into my food.
I’d heard of writers who say they hate to write. Not me. I love to do it.