So My Reaction To Hearing This Corny-ass,

By The End Of The Time I'm Writing A Book, I'm Tearing My Hair Out And I Want To Go Do Stand-up. And Then I Want To Do Something Else. I Don't Know Why It Is True With Me That I Can't Just Be Satisfied Doing The One Thing, But I'm Constantly Flitting From One Thing To Another.

I Don't Necessarily Self-identify As A Writer, 'cause It Implies A Certain Level Of Intelligence.

Part Of What's Exciting To Me About My Career Is The Constant Looking Forward. Whenever I Finish One Project, I Am Looking To What's Next.

I'm Trying To Teach My Children Not To Cry. That's The Big Thing. No Crying. Because I Think We Can All Agree That Crying Is, For The Most Part, For Sissies. If My Team Loses, I'm Going To Cry. And I'm Going To Want My Kids To See Me Crying. Not Because I Think Sports Are So Important, But Because I Bet So Much Money On The Game That We'll Probably Lose The House If My Team Doesn't Win. That's Something To Cry About.

I Imagine There's A Level Of Narcissism That Goes Into Thinking You're Enough.