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Inside every human being, there is unlimited time and space.

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Humans
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Unlimited
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her scruffy innoscense to impregnate with his dreams. reason was seductive, it gave the appearance of truth
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I wish my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.
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You can't shape me anymore. I am the uncontrolled element, the random act. I am forward movement in time. You think you can see me? Then tell me, who am I? You don't know.
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Your protagonist is your reader’s portal into the story. The more observant he or she can be, the more vivid will be the world you’re creating. They don’t have to be super-educated, they just have to be mentally active. Keep them looking, thinking, wondering, remembering.
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We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental.
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Do you ever want to go home?' I asked Paul. He brushed an ash from my face. 'It's the century of the displaced person,' he said. 'You can never go home.
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Love could never bloom in a concrete block room.
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without my wounds, who was I? My scars were my face, my past was my life.
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I could hear the icy winds of Sweden, but he didn't seem to feel the chill.
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I understood why she did it. At that moment I knew why people tagged graffiti on the walls of neat little houses and scratched the paint on new cars and beat up well-tended children. It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.
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My house is modern, but I like my writing room to be old fashioned. I write on a little wooden secretary desk.
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She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
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Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up.
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The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.
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Now I wish she'd never broken any of her rules. I understood why she held to them so hard. Once you broke the first one, they all broke, one by one, like firecrackers exploding in your face in a parking lot on the Fourth of July.
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purification in fire. public cremation
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Death like a lover, caressing him, promising him peace, running its fingers through his hair, its tongue in his ear. She put her own two fingers in her mouth. Im so sorry. And pulled the trigger
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I couldn't imagine owning beauty like my mothers. I wouldn't dare.
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The nearest I'd come to feeling anything like God was the plan blue cloudless sky and a certain silence, but how do you pray to that?
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Wasn't that the way it always was? You didn't know, you couldn't tell, you just let it happen... Perhaps they didn't know themselves. Sometimes the line was very fine.
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