Jami Attenberg

Jami Attenberg
agents beauty believe curious estate growing industrial neighbors offense street
No offense to Bushwick, where all my neighbors greeted me on the street and there is a growing arts community and a curious beauty to its industrial zone, but Bushwick is no Williamsburg, even if the real estate agents would have you believe it is.
died
My grandmother died when my mother was just 11 years old, and consequently, my mother never learned how to cook particularly well.
food hit maybe
Maybe I wouldn't hit three fast food restaurants in a day, but I could hit one in a day. I try not to do that.
I'm a really selfish person. But I would do anything for my friends.
people variation
I make up stories about people who are either imaginary or some variation of myself.
fights kids picked threw
I did get in a few fights in school. Kids threw around anti-Semitic slurs, not knowing necessarily what they meant. It was probably just something they picked up somewhere, as kids do.
When does an object become a symbol? All I know is you cannot force it.
full statement totally
Why e-mail a full emotional statement when, instead, you can text a totally insignificant and ambiguous half-considered phrase?
behind donald family french fried growing local looked mind office onion saw trump
When I was growing up in Chicago, my family and I used to go to a local chain, Hackney's, for burgers and their French fried onion loaf. I probably haven't been to one in 25 years, and yet, I once saw Donald Trump from behind in an office building and the first thing that flashed in my mind was his hair looked like that onion loaf.
coming eternal food great layers society struggle
There are a lot of great things about food, but it's something that's an eternal struggle in our contemporary society, where and how food is made, where it's coming from, how much to consume. There are so many layers to it.
core food love loving
Food and love are all intertwined at our core level. It can be a very nurturing, wonderful, loving thing.
pass people
It's the differences in people that help you realize who you are. Even if we silently pass each other on the street.
life
Does everything in this life begin and end with Judy Blume? Perhaps.
money
No matter how much money I made from writing, I'd keep the bookstore job.