I have too much free time.
I’m exhausted from my book tour.
My agent wants me to go on The Daily Show. Should I?
I wish my publicist wouldn’t call so early.
Are stocks still the best way to go for such a large advance?
I got a headache reading over my 23-page contract.
My assistant handles that.
My hand is tired. Would you mind if I use a stamp to sign your book?
I remember what it was like to be rejected.
I can’t remember all my titles.
And (from Antonya Nelson) it's been so difficult after winning the Pulitzer.
I remember at Breadloaf hearing another writer screeching on the phone, "But I don't WANT an agent!" That phrase--"I remember at Breadloaf"--might be construed as one of those obnoxious comments unless I add that I had to wait tables to be there, sometimes dressed as a mime.
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