And I have to work so hard at talking positively to myself. If I don't it's just real hard to get through the day and I'll get really down and just want to cry. My whole body language changes. I get more slumped over.

It's funny. People often compare me to other humor essayists. They're usually quite nice comparisons I will accept those gladly. But I am always sort of appalled at the idea of being lumped with other more chick-y female writers. And the truth is probably that neither comparison is accurate.