Books
"Whenever I send dirty pictures to my long-distance lover, I always leave them headless. It just seems like a good idea, considering how digital information travels. So these pictures were low-resolution, at an awkward angle, entirely home-made – and for this reason very sexy, if I say so myself."
-Barbara Browning, The Correspondence Artist
"This is all anyone needs to know, finally -- if you can resign yourself to losing, you may win."
Dorothy Baker, Cassandra at the Wedding
The liberating thing about publishing an essay collection before you are a fully formed person is that there is nothing to fear. You have no readers. No experience. No memories of doing it before. No wounds. The bad thing about publishing an essay collection at twenty-five, when the frontal lobe has barely finished developing, is there is nothing to fear. No readers. No experience. No memories of doing it before. No wounds.
Chloe Caldwell, I’ll Tell You In Person
". . . I escaped to the yard, soothed myself in the branches of an oak tree, dangling over periwinkle, looking out for swifts. Sixteen, I reflected, biting into a stolen pie. By this time in her life, my sister Mary had been pregnant. Ovid had dedicated his life to poetry. Queen Elizabeth had seen a suitor beheaded. Romeo and Juliet were dead. Whereas I, Margaret Lucas, was nothing if not in health, no single true adventure to my name."
Margaret the First, Danielle Dutton
"REAL,THE (see also: Crazy), Something else the man in boots has admired, reading you: he wants to understand how you managed to create a 'crazy sounding' voice without 'really' sounding crazy."
-Suzanne Scanlon, Her 37th Year: An Index
