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People Move Around So Much In The World, Things Get Lost.

I Think Ultimately The Film 'room' Is A Kind Of Hymn To Motherhood And To The Everyday Heroism Of Parents Who Find Their Smiles In Terrible Times.

I Think About Old Nick Carrying Me Into The Truck, I'm Dizzy Like I'm Going To Fall Down. "scared Is What You're Feeling," Says Ma, "but Brave Is What You're Doing." "huh?" "scaredybrave." "scave." Word Sandwiches Always Make Her Laugh But I Wasn't Being Funny.

I Say "on Principle" [regarding 'lesbian Writer'] Because Whenever You Get One Of Your Minority Labels Applied, Like "irish Writer," "canadian Writer," "woman Writer," "lesbian Writer" - Any Of Those Categories - You Always Slightly Wince Because You're Afraid That People Will Think That Means You're Only Going To Write About Canada Or Ireland, You Know.

When People Write To Me With Stories, They Are Never Ones That Work For Me. There's Something Mysterious About Which Ones Catch You.