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My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)

Aimee Bender

I have had with novel writing, and I have put to bed big chunks of work that just didn’t sustain my interest.
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Bed Big Interest Novel Sustain Work Writing
My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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Anytime Cave Eyelid Private Want
While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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Cry Cut Cutting Grave Moving Mushroom Simple
That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
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Air Careful Concentrate Detail Intimate Mother Palm Same Time
Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.
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Appreciate Flaw Kid Later Life Mess Parent Seem Strong
The most so far, because she found the saddest thing of all to be the simple truth of her capacity to move on.
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All Capacity Found Fra Most Move Sad Simple Thing Truth
It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we’d read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
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Code Daughter Details exchange Father Language Read
Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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Happen Reveal Seem Spring
The stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader’s brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing.
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Around Brain Corner Evoke Inhabiting Mystery Reader Resurfacing Sad Stick Story
I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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Bore Corn Discuss Giving People
But I loved George in part because he believed me; because if I stood in a cold, plain room and yelled FIRE, he would walk over and ask me why.
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Ask Believe Cold Fire Pain Part Room Why
It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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Country Dive Moron Pleasure Skill Story Telling
Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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Children Herself Mother Thinking
I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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Clothes Dating Grape Item Peel Skin Slippery Stay Triangle Understood Undressing
Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows.
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Blow Close Desire Door Large Listen Need Run Sky Space Window

My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)

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My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)

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