Wednesday, September 7, 2011

100 words on why I write

From September 5, 2011:
I'm sure that from time to time, most people look at their lives and wonder what they would have been like if something had been different: if they had been born on New York City's affluent Upper East Side or grown up on a dairy farm in Iowa or married a prince (or princess) in some tiny, rarely heard of country, for example. I wonder about these things too, which is one of the reasons that I write. It's the imagination, the what-if, that keeps me putting words to the page, dreaming about the possibilities, the what-might-bes.