How weird it was to drive streets I knew so well. What a different perspective.
In the end, my pursuit of the elusive New York State driver’s license became about much more than a divorced woman’s learning to drive for the first time.
I still feel conflicted because I don’t always get to spend as much time with my daughter as I’d like, given my work.
You have to defend your honor. And your family.
Today I am<br>a small blue thing <br>Like a marble<br>or an eye
I’d like to meet you<br>In a timeless placeless place<br>Somewhere out of context<br>And beyond all consequences.
I was the oldest child, and both my parents worked, so I had a great deal of responsibility from a very young age.
I loved the atmosphere of the dance studios – the wooden floors, the big mirrors, everyone dressed in pink or black tights, the musicians accompanying us – and the feeling of ritual the classes had.
There are no rules in fights with girls. Just hurting.
The thing that is most interesting about people is the way they are when no one is looking at them or the way they are when they are in private.
Don’t uncork what you can’t contain
Yes I think I’m okay, walked into the door again.
And I really wanted a driver’s license. I was 43, had my learner’s permit and had failed the test once already – but that was in Riverhead, on Long Island.
Don’t make a threat and then not do it.
My name is Luka I live on the second floor. I live upstairs from you, yes, I think you’ve seen me before.
That said, I’ve never thought the fact that I’m a woman was important to my work.
Solitude stands by the window<br>She turns her head as I walk in the room<br>I can see by her eyes she’s been waiting<br>Standing in the slant of the late afternoon
Of course, sometimes when you write personally, you are also writing about society, obliquely reflecting topical issues, but not in a way that people would expect you to or in the way that someone trying to make a point would.
I had some fears as a kid, but I was also relatively fearless. Maybe that’s a result of living half the time in reality and the other half in fantasy.
My mother wanted me to understand that as a woman I could do pretty much whatever I wanted to, that I didn’t have to use sex or sexuality to define myself.
Girls are crazy and mean. They don’t fight fair.
I still consider myself a feminist.
I always thought that if I was popular I must be doing something wrong.
I think that if you have a strong narrative, if the idea of the song can be boiled down to the basics, it won’t change that much.
I like to write about things that are extreme in some form. I like to write about something I feel I have to write about.
I didn’t go out looking for fights as a kid, but if it was necessary, I’d fight. Fighting was a daily thing where we lived.
Last year’s troubles, They shine up so prettily, They gleam with a lustre they don’t have today.
When I was pregnant, I felt filled with life, and I felt really happy. I ate well, and I slept well. I felt much more useful than I’d ever felt before.
Writing is always personal in some way but not always in a direct way.
My intellect has always been more responsible than my emotions for how I respond to the world.
If language were liquid, it would be rushing in. Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be.
The first song I wrote was the first song I remember thinking, "Well, maybe I can do something here." The very first one. By the second one I knew I could do something.
Writing in other voices is almost Japanese in the sense that theres a certain formality there which allows me to sidestep the embarrassment of directly expressing to complete strangers the most intimate details of my life.
A lot of my writing is not terribly civilized.
I fingerpick a lot because I can get more of a range of feeling from the guitar than I can when I bash away with a pick.