I do have a sister - I have two sisters.

Sisters. Because we all need someone who will defend us behind our back and then call us on our shit to our face.

I’d never told anyone the future I imagined for my sister and me, dreams that had been part of me as far back as I could remember, so long they’d grown roots and wings.

In a way, I was incrediibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).

I don't mind expressing my opinions and speaking out against injustice. I would be doing this even if I wasn't a writer. I grew up in a household that believed in social justice. I have always understood myself as having an obligation to stand on the side of the silenced, the oppressed, and the mistreated.

I am always urging my students to honor their writing practice, to set up a schedule.