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I am not happy, help me — like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.

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
Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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Absolute Brain Content Haunt Sadness Skill Sorry
As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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Awake Dreams Writer Writing Yourself
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
If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.
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Break Clean Cry Everything Happen Lose Normal Order Parent Progressive Walk
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
But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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All Change Interest Sky Time
When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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Ghost Grab Hand Light Self Step Street
Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.
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Amazing Candle Done Herself Hip Knew She Think Turn
You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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Expect Girl Nothing Perfect Rub
To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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Barometer Gratitude Love Setting Someone
Pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
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Body Darling Daughter Different Kind Pour Siphoned Tamer Water
I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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Bore Corn Discuss Giving People
It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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Happen Reveal Seem Spring
and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
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Bone Eye Four Giving Hair Lose Number Wine Wise
When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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Beautiful Body Feel Good Interesting Language Nourish Treat

I am not happy, help me — like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.

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I am not happy, help me — like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.

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