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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.

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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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Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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This is why everyone who eats a Whopper leaves a little more depressed than they were when they came in. Nobody cooked that burger.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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Language is the ticket to plot and character, after all, because both are built out of language.
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That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
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I like birthday cake. It’s so symbolic. It’s a tempting symbol to load with something more complicated than just ‘Happy birthday!’ because it’s this emblem of childhood and a happy day.
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Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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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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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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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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A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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