Jennifer Weiner
Jennifer Weiner
Jennifer Weiner is an American writer, television producer, and former journalist. She is based in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth28 March 1970
CityDe Ridder, LA
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful supermodel
I'd love to spend a day being supermodel beautiful.
girl nursing men
Maybe love was a myth anyhow, a brew of hormones and fantasy, evolution's way of getting men and women together long enough for them to procreate,back in the day when girls got pregnant at twelve, were pregnant or nursing for the next twenty years, and were dead of the plague by forty.
tunes three trouble
I can carry a tune with a three-note range. Once I'm out of that range, I'm in trouble.
love-you thinking people
But what we're really trapped by is perceptions. You think you need to lose weight for someone to love you. I think if I gain weight, no one will love me. What we really need is to just stop thinking of ourselves as bodies and start thinking of ourselves as people.
girl bullying book
There's a part of me with every book that thinks, What would it have meant for me tohave had this book when I was a kid? I decided to create a book for girls like me. The Littlest Bigfoot is about bullying and body image and girls who don't fit in. It's like training wheels for my adult books - like Sex and the City, but with 12-year-olds.
names hated implied
She hated the implied familiarity when customers requested things from her by name...
fear inertia
Maybe it was inertia -or worse, fear- that was keeping me in the same place.
jobs eggs abuse
I wished that my job was baking muffins in a muffin shop, where all I'd have to do was crack eggs and measure flour and make change, and nobody could abuse me, and where they'd even expect me to be fat. Every flab roll and cellulite crinkle would serve as testimony to the excellence of my baked goods
daughter responsibility thinking
I think it has as much to do with honoring my own voice as it does with feeling a responsibility to my readers or my daughters.
looks world stuff
There's all kinds of love in the world, and not all of it looks like the stuff in greeting cards.
moving heart good-friend
Addie, please." More tears dripped down her cheeks. "Don't be so hard." "Oh, please," I muttered...and that was as far as I got. 'You broke my heart' were the words that had risen to my mouth, but I couldn't say them. That was what you said to a boyfriend, a lover, not your best friend. She'd laugh. And I'd had enough of being laughed at. I'd worked hard to get to a place where it didn't happen anymore, where I didn't move through life like a walking target, where it was just me and my paints and brushes and my big empty bed every night. "You weren't a good friend," I said instead.
people choices world
People will want you to behave a certain way, to make a certain choice because it reinforces the way they see the world...But you have to do what's right for you.
hurt stones littles
I remember things like that...A lifetimes accredidation of unkindness, all of those little longering hurts that I carried around like stones sewn into my pockets.
crazy decision conscious
Well, you can’t control what they do, but you can control how you respond to it…whether you allow it to drive you crazy, or occupy all of your thoughts, or whether you note what they’re doing, consider it, and make a conscious decision as to how much you’ll let it affect you