Today for breakfast I was introduced to another common Chinese street food, nian-gao tuan, which is a sticky rice cake, much like mochi, stuffed with sweet or savory fillings. Mine was filled with fried dough, pork floss and pickled greens. Flavorful and filling!!
Literally the only good thing about Anne Rice’s interactions with her fans (of which I too bore my victim stripes back in the day: hello, first debilitating panic attack of many) is that she taught me an enormous amount about how not to behave as an author.
Every time I get too precious about work that needs to be changed for its own good, every time I see someone really hate something I’ve written and want to get defensive, I think to myself: are you choosing this battle for a good reason, or are you being Anne?