Emily Giffin
Emily Giffin
Emily Fisk Giffinis an American author of several novels commonly categorized as chick lit...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth20 March 1972
CountryUnited States of America
husband writing fighting
Inevitably I draw on my own relationships when I write, so if I'm writing about a fight between a husband and his wife, of course I'm going to think about a recent fight with my husband. Or if I'm writing about sisters, of course I'm going to think about my sister.
real character writing
I try to write about real women, real people - in other words flawed characters.
character writing long
Writing a teen character is something I wanted to try again for a long time!
letting-go writing character
When I write, I picture the characters a certain way in my head, and they're not like any actor or actress. It's almost hard for me to let go of my ideas as to the way they look.
reading writing
I've always loved sister stories in fiction, from the time I was little, reading about Beezus and Ramona. I've always wanted to write a sister story.
writing common
I always find something in common with my protagonist, particularly when I write in the first person.
writing character trying
I write about relationships and I try to create real-life characters.
night knowing long
It was the same night I gave myself to him completely, knowing that I would belong to him for as long as he wanted to keep me. And, as it turned out, even longer than that.
mad being-sad easier
I learned that getting mad was easier than being sad.
fate blind-belief sorrow
Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall—the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill.
wind trying factors
You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can wind up focusing on misleading factors.
hate heart mad
Throughout the ordeal, I learned that getting mad was easier than being sad. Anger was something I could control. I could settle into an easy rhythm of blame and hate. Focus my energy on something than the ache in my heart.
sheep views world
Then he continues his rant,saying, "And even if I didn't know them, I know their type." "And what type is that?" she asks,leaning foward in her chair,yearning for confirmation that he gets it,that they are like-minded in their observations of others and the circumspect way they view the world. "Oh,let's see," he says,rubbing his jaw. "Superficial.Artificial.Sheep. They're more worried about how they come across to others than who they really are.They exhaust themselves in their pursuit of things that don't really matter.
forever want officials
i want to make it official, i want to make it forever