Jennifer Egan
Jennifer Egan
Jennifer Eganis an American novelist and short story writer who lives in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. Egan's novel A Visit from the Goon Squad won the 2011 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction and National Book Critics Circle Award for fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 September 1962
CountryUnited States of America
talking people sound
Everybody sounds stoned, because they're e-mailing people the whole time they're talking to you.
girl cities keys
But it was another girl, young and new to the city, fiddling with her keys.
mother kissing poppies
Kissing Mother Superior, incompetent, hairball, poppy seeds, on the can.
real fake doe
When does a fake Mohawk become a real Mohawk? Who decides? How do you know if it's happened?
glasses differences imagination
I felt no shame in these activities, because I understood what almost no one else seemed to grasp: that there was only an infinitesimal difference, a difference so small that it barely existed except as a figment of the human imagination, between working in a tall green glass building on Park Avenue and collecting litter in a park. In fact, there may have been no difference at all.
worry redemption transformation
Redemption, transformation--God how she wanted these things. Every day, every minute. Didn't everyone?
business years hundred
This is the music business. 'Five years is five hundred years' - your words.
thinking self lines
There's a fine line between thinking about somebody and thinking about not thinking about somebody, but I have the patience and the self-control to walk that line for hours - days, if I have to.
house get-away grenade
Her only thought was of getting away, as if she were carrying a live grenade from inside the house, so that when it exploded, it would destroy just herself.
sweet men blue
It was the hat. He looked sweet in the hat. How could a man in a fuzzy blue hat have used human bones to pave his roads?
laughter people political
Even the financial disclosure statements that political bloggers were required to post hadn't stemmed the suspicion that people's opinions weren't really their own. "Who's paying you?" was a retort that might follow any bout of enthusiasm, along with laughter - who would let themselves be bought?
stars real book
Rebecca was an academic star. Her new book was on the phenomenon of word casings, a term she'd invented for words that no longer had meaning outside quotation marks. English was full of these empty words--"friend" and "real" and "story" and "change"--words that had been shucked of their meanings and reduced to husks. Some, like "identity" and "search" and "cloud," had clearly been drained of life by their Web usage. With others, the reasons were more complex; how had "American" become an ironic term? How had "democracy" come to be used in an arch, mocking way?
children vitamins rich
Rich children are always blond, Jocelyn goes. It has to do with vitamins.
time goons scotty
Time’s a goon, right? You gonna let that goon push you around?” Scotty shook his head. “The goon won.