I wanted my life to start - but in those rare moments when it seemed like something might actually change, panic shot through me.
Before and after... I heard a thousand times that a boy, or a man, can't make you happy, that you have to be happy on your own before you can be happy with another person. All I can say is, I wish it were true.
It's never that hard for me to imagine what it must feel like to be someone else, whether it's an American teenage girl or a Japanese octogenarian man
I just think that people are complicated, both men and women. It happens that I write more about women.
If a man wants to be romantically involved with you, he tries to kiss you. That's the entire story, and if he doesn't kiss you, there is never a reason to wait around for him.
I think in general, novels by men tend to be taken more seriously than novels by women.