My parents got divorced when I was around a year old. My dad was essentially a nonentity in my life until I got to be about 16 or so. My mom was a flight attendant for PanAm, so I moved all over the world. London, Rio de Janeiro.
I'm a human. Every human is flawed. I might be flawed in different ways than some people, or worse ways than some people, or better ways than some people.
If you like to argue just for the sake of being contentious, you shouldn't pick a job based on this unresolved emotional issue of yours, you should get counseling for it.
I started my blog in 2002. That was pre-MySpace, pre-Facebook. That was back before newspapers realized they were going out of business. That was back when no one gave any credence to Internet writers.
I've never really had a media edifice supporting me.
General reader feedback is usually pretty worthless. 99% of people give feedback that is irrelevant, stupid, or just flat out wrong. But that 1% of people who give good feedback are invaluable.
No one wants to read a story where I saw a cute puppy on the street and I petted it. I mean, that's not funny. I only write about the funny stuff.
Most of my success, I feel, comes from being a good editor as opposed to a great writer.
You know, even big-time academics kind of have groupies. Anyone with any sort of fame. So, like, in your micro-world, or in your niche, you're kind of like a celebrity.
Usually, whatever people's particular political leaning is, they either think I'm just like them or the opposite.
Frankly, I'd rather make a little bit less money if it means living in a better world for books and publishing in the future.
I'm not West Coast at all. I was born in Atlanta, but I grew up in Kentucky, outside of Lexington, in Winchester.
The haters always scream the loudest.
Make no mistake about it: Law school is not a bastion of intellectual discourse.
No one has probably helped me more with my narcissism than my dog.
The narcissist act is not an act. I actually am a narcissist, very much so. My world revolves around me.
Books are so cheap and easy to get that people don't bother stealing them, which is the essential rule of piracy that the music business learned much too late.
Helping reproductive services doesn't just help women in isolation. It helps men just as much.
It is hard for me to be vulnerable, because I never learned how to do that. I was never vulnerable in a safe way.
Publishing companies are like schoolyard bullies that can't even fight well.
