We had spent years battling for control of our marriage, of our love story, our life story. I had been thoroughly, finally outplayed. I created a manuscript, and she created a life.
We were the first human beings who would never see anythign for the first time. We stare at the wonders of the world, dull-eyed, underwhelmed.
Weird that a house so new could feel haunted, and not in the romantic Victorian-novel way, just really gruesomely, shittily ruined.
Well, rich people need stuff to buy, and socks are probably as good as anything.
What a pure way to die.
What does an administrative assistant do? I wondered.
What should I do? Patty put her head between her knees. She felt laughter in her stomach, it was all so ludicrous. I wonder if I’m having a breakdown, she thought. Maybe I could have a breakdown and t...
When I was a kid, I lived with Runner’s second cousin in Holcomb, Kansas, for about five months
When people ask me that question that everyone asks: What do you do? I'd say, I'm in customer service, which was true. To me, it's nice day's work when you make a lot of people smile. I know that soun...
Why else would you pull out a dead little girl’s teeth? He took her teeth? All but the back part of a baby molar.
Wouldn't it be so lovely to just forget about Nick, those awful five years, and move on?
Y si todos interpretamos un papel, es imposible que exista nada semejante a un compañero de alma porque lo que tenemos no son almas de verdad.
Yeah, right. Something Wicked This Way Comes,’ Greta says. ‘It’s good.’ She chirps the last bit as if that were all to say about a book: It’s good or it’s bad. I liked it or I didn’t. No discussions o...
Yet most of the time that I’m awake, I want to cut. Not small words either. Equivocate. Inarticulate. Duplicitous. At my hospital back in Illinois they would not approve of this craving.
You both find the exact same things worth remembering. You have the same rhythm. Click. You just know each other. All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing &...
You do realize, that if you actually dated her, saw her on a regular basis, lived with her, that she would find some fault with you, right? That she would find some things about you that drove her cra...
You have the same rhythm. Click. You just know each other. All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it’s so far beyond fine that...
[She was] sitting across from us, her legs pressed together to one side, like a slash mark. Pretty/professional.
Being an only child—you grow up knowing you aren’t allowed to disappoint, you’re not even allowed to die. There isn’t a replacement toddling around; you’re it. It makes you desperate to be flawless, a...
In the late ‘90s, the last gasp of the glory days, although no one knew it then. New York was packed with writers, real writers, because there were magazines, real magazines, loads of them. This was b...
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