When I was growing up, books took me away from my life to a solitary place that didn't feel lonely. They celebrated the outcasts, people who sat on the margins of society contemplating their interiors. . . Books were my cure for a romanticized unhappiness, for the anxiety of impending adulthood. They were all mine, private islands with secret passwords only the worthy could utter.
There's absolutely no sort of acknowledgment or reward for this - except for the intangible of my kids growing up to be wonderful people.
I didn't grow up really wanting to be an actor. I don't remember ever not being an actor.
