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Aimee Bender

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Aimee Bender
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: June 28
Novelist
Writer
the United States of America
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Magazines
Mom
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Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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I was with them for all of it, but more like an echo than a participant.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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Glen Hirshberg's stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content -- 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. It's a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg's storytelling skills in American Morons.
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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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I give boring people something to discuss over corn.
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It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
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It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It's the mathematical logic of being alive. 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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You're the perfect girl', he said, rubbing his chin. 'You expect nothing.
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With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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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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When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It's nourishing it's rejuvenating.
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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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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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