Lorrie Moore
Lorrie Moore
Lorrie Mooreis an American fiction writer known mainly for her humorous and poignant short stories...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionSelf-Help Author
Date of Birth13 January 1957
CityGlens Falls, NY
CountryUnited States of America
heartbreak agony exit
An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reserved. A palindrome: gut-tug.
heart thinking air
I often think that at the center of me is a voice that at last did split, a house in my heart so invaded with other people and their speech, friends I believed I was devoted to, people whose lives I can simply guess at now, that it gives me the impression I am simply a collection of them, that they all existed for themselves, but had inadvertently formed me, then vanished. But, what: Should I have been expected to create my own self, out of nothing, out of thin, thin air and alone?
heart house belief
You chose love like a belief, a faith, a place, a box for one's heart to knock against like a spook in the house.
country heart despair
(Such a life)engaged gross quantities of hope and despair and set them wildly side by side, like a Third World country of the heart.
heart mean blood
You couldn't pretend you had lost nothing... you had to begin there, not let your blood freeze over. If your heart turned away at this, it would turn away at something greater, then more and more until your heart stayed averted, immobile, your imagination redistributed away from the world and back only toward the bad maps of yourself, the sour pools of your own pulse, your own tiny, mean, and pointless wants.
heart eye phones
She was not good on the phone. She needed the face, the pattern of eyes, nose, trembling mouth... People talking were meant to look at a face, the disastrous cupcake of it, the hide-and-seek of the heart dashing across. With a phone, you said words, but you never watched them go in. You saw them off at the airport but never knew whether there was anyone there to greet them when they got off the plane.
continue fictional imagine love music surrounded
I'm surrounded by music; I always was when I was growing up and continue to be. And I love music. And when I imagine a fictional world, I imagine there's music in it for those people, too.
I'm not sure that niceness is what we should promote in writers.
characters
I usually grow sick of my short-story characters and think, 'I never want to see you again.'
people writers
I'm a little harsh. When people say, 'I have writers block. What do you suggest?' I say, 'If you can't write, don't write. No one needs your writing. Don't torture yourself.'
academics books child destined dropped full graduate himself house insurance music school work
My father was the child of academics and was probably destined to become an academic himself but vetoed that idea. Bailed, dropped out of graduate school and just went to work for an insurance company. But the house was full of books and music and all of that.
list people
Some people get their books on the best-seller list and then they count the number of weeks, and I just never want to live that way.
adventures
Nabokov's adventures in language and style and naked braininess are really unparalleled.
adult constant financial life money nonstop problems time year
I've had nonstop financial problems my whole adult life. It's always been a constant balance, year to year: 'Where's the time? Where's the money?'