It seems the best work I do is when I am really allowing the unconscious to rule the page and then later I can go back and hack around and make sense of things.
AIMEE BENDERAs soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
More Aimee Bender Quotes
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It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…
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And the warmth of the music inside her, did she believe, for even one glorious second, that her passion had arrived?
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You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
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I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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It was a fleeting statement, one I didn’t think she’d hold on to; after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us.
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I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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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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It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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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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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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