6 February 2017
A few weeks ago, in the New York Times Book Review, a writer began her review of my new novel, Class-a satire about race, class, public school, parenting, and liberal hypocrisy-by calling me a "lit chick." It was a phrase I had not seen in print before, but the meaning was clear enough: All you had to do was flip the two words. Read more
'I have to know where I'm going'
‘When I'm putting together a novel, I leave all the doors and windows open so the characters can come in and just as easily leave. I don't take notes. Once I start writing things down, I feel like I'm nailing the story in place. When I rely on my faulty memory, the pieces are free to move. Read more