What interests me is what you might call vernacular writing, writing that connects you to a place.

When you're writing, you are robbed of your delivery.

Getting a tattoo would probably make me cry.

I'm more disturbed when people expect me to be serious.

The question about those aromatic advertisements that perfume companies are having stitched into magazines these days is this: under the freedoms guaranteed by the First Amendment, is smelling up the place a constitutionally protected form of expression?

I've written three books you could think of as memoirs.