Annie Proulx
Annie Proulx
Edna Ann Proulxis an American journalist and author. She has written most frequently as Annie Proulx but has also used the names E. Annie Proulx and E.A. Proulx...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 August 1935
CountryUnited States of America
language
I am influenced by words and the chewiness of language
men experts affair
Archie was an expert at dividing the affairs of life into men's business and women's business. An empty cupboard and a full plate were the man's business, a full cupboard and an empty plate the concern of the woman.
views feelings stories
It is my feeling that a story is not finished until it is read, and that the reader finishes it through his or her life experience, prejudices, world view and thoughts.
reading night laughing
Wonderful ... I was up all night reading it, laughing and crying out in horror...
play balance stories
I find it satisfying and intellectually stimulating to work with the intensity, brevity, balance and word play of the short story.
believe men wind
If a piece ofknotted string can unleash the wind and if a drowned man can awaken... then I believe a broken man can heal.
heart broken fit
Everybody that went away suffered a broken heart. "I'm coming back some day," they all wrote. But never did. The old life was too small to fit anymore.
believe space brokeback-mountain
There was some open space between what he knew and what he tried to believe, but nothing could be done about it, and if you can't fix it you've got to stand it.
dying easier dies
It's easier to die if others around you are dying.
done handle
All the travelin I ever done is going around the coffeepot looking for the handle.
sweet heart eye
Was love then like a bag of assorted sweets passed around from which one might choose more than once? Some might sting the tongue, some invoke night perfume. Some had centers as bitter as gall, some blended honey and poison, some were quickly swallowed. And among the common bull's-eyes and peppermints a few rare ones; one or two with deadly needles at the heart, another that brought clam and gentle pleasure. Were his fingers closing on that one?
pain may misery
And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery.
light darkness lenses
If life was an arc of light that began in darkness, ended in darkness, the first part of his life had happened in ordinary glare. Here it was as though he had found a polarized lens that deepened and intensified all seen through it.
years losing-someone nephew
It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.